Unrepairable Love Chapter 353

“Go on, get in there. This is the person you need to meet,” Elijah got shoved inside. Elizabeth gave Elijah the once-over, and he stared right back. Just yesterday, Elijah was all fired up, but now he looked like he’d been through the wringer.

“Man, this place really does a number on people!” Elizabeth checked him out from head to toe, then pointed to the chair in front of her, signaling him to sit.

“What do you want from me?” Elijah stayed standing, still stubborn as ever.

“Let’s chat,” Elizabeth flashed a smile.

“Look at you, all smug and stuff!” Elijah scoffed. Elijah had his own swagger; he was a top-notch assassin. Too bad he ran into Elizabeth.

“Only one of us gets to walk out of here, and since I’m still breathing, why can’t I smile?” Elizabeth’s grin widened. Elijah glared at her, feeling his blood boil.

“Yo, I’m here today to drop a bombshell on you…” Elizabeth’s face turned serious. Elijah stared, waiting for her to spill the beans.

Elizabeth tossed a dagger onto the table and said, “Before we talk, cut yourself first.” She blinked, looking all innocent. Elijah was floored and thought, ‘Elizabeth wants me to cut myself? What’s her deal?’

“Revenge for Alexander?” he asked.

Elizabeth shook her head. “He’s not worth it. Stop dragging Alexander into this. I’m my own person.” She wasn’t Alexander’s wife, not Mrs. Tudor. Just Elizabeth! She wasn’t here for Alexander’s sake, but for her own.

Elijah stayed quiet, and Elizabeth knocked on the table, urging, “Come on. Cut yourself.”

“Sir!” Elijah yelled toward the door. ‘Elizabeth’s threatening me in a police station? This has to be a joke!’ he wondered. Elizabeth crossed her arms, looking like she didn’t care how much he shouted. No one was coming. Elijah was speechless. He knew if he got caught, this would be Elizabeth’s world. The Percy family might not be one of the big four, but they had clout in the city.

Chapter 353

Having connections was a given. Plus, he was the one who kidnapped her first.

“Want to see Glory M?” Elizabeth smiled at him.

Elijah frowned, his tone heavy and cautious. “You know Glory M?”

“I do, and I can have her come see you if you cut yourself,” Elizabeth pointed to her arm.

Elijah was skeptical but didn’t move, sarcastically saying, “You think Glory M is that easy to meet?” Elizabeth didn’t mind his sarcasm. She slowly stood up, sighing, “Wouldn’t it be smarter if you handled it? You can dial down the intensity. If I step in…” She reached for the dagger.

Elijah grabbed it first. Elizabeth paused, then looked at him. She wasn’t known for being gentle. If she did it, he might lose an entire arm. Elijah knew that no matter what, he had to cut himself. There was no getting out of it.

He picked up the dagger and slashed his own arm. His clothes and flesh split open, and bright red blood gushed out.

Elizabeth clapped. “What a man!” She leaned on the table with both hands, smiling at Elijah, seductively saying, “You admire Glory M, don’t you? What if I told you that I am Glory M? How would you react?”