Chương 279: Your Revenge

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As Anurak raised the gun with a shaky hand, King slid his hand across Anurak's arm until he got to the gun. Holding Anurak's hand to the gun, he pointed it in the general direction of the lined-up captives.

“Who do you hate most?" He whispered in Anurak's ear.

Who do I hate most?

In trepidation, Anurak's eyes flickered over the seven six men and one woman on death row. He only knew two of them. And of the two, who did he hate most? DG who could have enslaved him or Olympe who wanted to sell him?

No, she didn't want to sell him. She sold him. If King hadn't shown up,...

Everything was her fault!

For the first time since everything started, Anurak felt a very small flare of anger. She was definitely the one he hated most. Does that mean she would die first?

His mouth trembled, but no words came out.

“Answer me," King whispered into his ears again.

“Olympe." Anurak whimpered.