Wrong Love, Final Goodbye: She'll Never Look Back-Chapter 324: Fishing

"No!" Faced with the dark, hollow barrel of the gun, Cindy Lynn panicked, utterly at a loss, "Declan Pierce! Murder is a crime..."

’Click—’

An empty click.

Declan Pierce lifted the corners of his thin lips, "One."

Terrified, Cindy Lynn screamed and curled up into a ball, "Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! I’m begging you... Let me go, I’ll leave, and I’ll never come back..."

"Two."

Declan Pierce pulled the trigger a second time.

Still an empty click.

But Cindy Lynn trembled even more violently.

This madman!

He really would kill her!

And being one of The Pierce Family, if he killed her... there were a hundred ways for him to cover it up!

"Declan Pierce, I’m begging you..." Cindy Lynn crawled to Declan Pierce’s feet, frightened out of her wits, pleading for her life, "I don’t want to die, please let me go! I’ll do whatever you want, just let me go..."

Declan Pierce looked down at her, eyes cold, bent slightly, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against her head.

Cindy Lynn trembled under the barrel, a strong desire to survive made her grab onto Declan Pierce’s hand, the moment she touched it, it felt like grasping a block of ice.

How could a person’s body temperature be so low...

But the next second, she was kicked away by Declan Pierce, her body slammed hard against the deck, the pain causing her to break out in a cold sweat.

She felt like her bones were about to break!

This bastard, truly ruthless!

"If you don’t want me to kill you, there’s a way." Declan Pierce tossed her a bottle, speaking coldly, "Swallow the pills inside."

Cindy Lynn hesitated a little: "What is this?"

Declan Pierce’s icy gaze pierced her, Cindy Lynn didn’t dare hesitate; Declan was far more difficult to handle than Vincent Hawthorne and the others. She poured all the pills into her mouth and forced herself to swallow them.

Declan Pierce smiled slightly, "Aren’t you fond of drugging others? These pills are my gift to you. They will invade your nervous system, destroying your neurons. At first, you’ll have headaches, then your memory will blur, soon after... you won’t remember who you are, finally turning into a complete lunatic."

Declan Pierce crouched down in front of her, his eyes were merciless, devoid of any warmth.

"By then, I’ll send you to the asylum. Let you spend day after day in a room with no sunlight, until the end of your days."

"No... please don’t!" Just listening to Declan Pierce’s words made Cindy Lynn’s scalp tingle, she wanted to scratch at her throat to vomit the pills, but before she could act, she was knocked unconscious with a blow from the approaching ship captain.

Declan Pierce gave a cold order: "Take her to where she belongs."

"Yes, Second Young Master."

Declan Pierce stood up, walked to the bow deck, the taste of blood grew intense in his throat, he covered his lips with a handkerchief, coughed twice, blood staining the fabric.

"So soon?" he murmured, tilting his head back slightly. Today’s sunlight seemed especially glaring, blurring his vision...

His phone rang at that moment.

He glanced at the caller, Princess.

Declan Pierce let out a silent laugh and answered: "Only half a day apart, and you already miss me?"

Behind him, his men dragged Cindy Lynn into the cabin.

"Stop joking, I need to talk about business." Tanya Sinclair said, "I just visited Zeke Pierce, and the last prescription I gave him was indeed effective! I handed the original formula over to Janne Hayes, and explained how to use it. I’ll send it to you later on WeChat! You need to drink it daily, eat well, and take care of your health."

"I’ve given Zeke Pierce a new prescription, let him continue to help you test the medicine! If there’s a better effect, we’ll adjust the recipe accordingly." Tanya Sinclair’s gentle voice was carried by the breeze into his ear as she spoke, "Declan, with me here, you’re going to live a healthy, long life."

Declan Pierce chuckled, "Alright."

"Where are you now?"

"Fishing." Declan Pierce replied lazily, "Fed a ’silly fish’ a dose of drugs."

"Huh?" Tanya Sinclair didn’t quite understand, and she had another call coming in, "I’ll hang up first, Professor Truman is calling me."

"Mm."

On the other end, Tanya Sinclair switched to Professor Truman’s call. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Professor, what’s going on?"

Professor Truman sounded a bit anxious: "Tanya, there’s something I might need your help with..."

"Professor, whatever you need, just say the word. As long as I can do it!"