EN By Snow De Eira Chapter 474


    Ysabelle was simmering in anger and she taunted Meredith, “Let me remind you something, Meredith.


    If you choose not to believe me today, you‘ll regret it for the rest of your life!”


    “Edith, you know better how I feel for you, do you not? Why would you allow some abductor to tell you


    how you should feel?” Josial stared coldly at Ysabelle and said, “The one who really wanted to hurt you


    is the one who forced you to drink the drug and who is holding a knife to your neck, do you understand


    me?”


    Meredith was once again convinced by Josiah.


    She knew how well Josiah had treated her and as for Ysabelle...


    Meredith took a nce at the knife on her neck and asked nonchntly, “Can you let go of me now?’ I


    want to go home.”


    Ysabelle was silent.


    Ysabelle wondered if Meredith was really as mentally unstable as she imed to be. Since Meredith


    chose to not believe her, Ysabelle decided that she did not have to waste any more time to convince


    her.


    Ysabelle pressed the knife closer to Meredith’s neck and cackled, “Meredith Leighton, do you really


    think that I brought you here just to tell you things?”


    Josial was getting anxious and nervous, but he did not dare to act recklessly.


    Holding back the pain, Meredith replied, “I know. Not only did you want to ruin my rtionship with Joe,


    but you also want to get rid of our baby.” “Is that all?” Ysabelle scoffed and added, “Would you like me


    to tell you what‘s thest one?”


    “I am going to kill you and drag you into hell with me!” Ysabelleughed sinisterly and seethed, “In any


    case, I won‘t be able to get out of this alive! Do you really think that I‘ll let you walk away alive?”


    The wound on Meredith‘s neck was getting deeper and the pain was slowly getting unbearable.


    Gnawing on her lips, Meredith tried to get a look at Josiah who was downstairs.


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    Ysabelle looked at Meredith then looked at Josiah and asked, “What‘s wrong? Do you want dear Joe to


    save you? Sure, but he would first have to crawl over here, and then I‘ll let him take


    you.”


    Ysabelle pointed toward a dark and narrow corridor.


    The narrow corridor was built using wooden tes, joining the opposite building with the building that


    Meredith and Ysabelle were at. Because the ce was long abandoned and not maintained, the


    wooden corridor was shaking and looked like it was about to crumble any time.


    It would be dangerous for even a small and light-weighted woman like Meredith to walk on it, let alone


    a man like Josiah.


    Especially when Josiah looked up at the corridor from where he stood, under the dim lights, the corridor


    looked extremely dangerous.


    Looking at Josiah‘s expression, Ysabelle pulled into a smug smile. “What‘s wrong? I thought you loved


    Edith a lot? Are you nning to give up on saving her now?” Josiah turned and looked at Ysabelle.


    With a cold expression, he asked, “Are you really going to let Edith go if I walk over the corridor?”


    “Well, of course. Why would I let such a courageous man die? I would surely respect and admire you a


    lot to let you die just like that.” “How can I trust you?”


    “Mister Josiah...” Ysabelle scoffed, “are you trying to negotiate with me? Do you even have the right to


    do so?”


    “So, you have no ns on keeping your word.”


    “You‘re right. I was just messing with you. So what? What can you do about it?” “You–” Josiah felt rage


    thrumming in his veins.


    Ysabelle felt exhrated to see how Josiah wanted to kill her but could not.


    She then scoffed coldly at Meredith, “See that? The man you trust the most is worried that he‘s going to


    fall over from the corridor and he‘s not willing to save you.“