Chapter 73. Crazy Girl

[At some distance]

“What? Is that Rozelle? Did I hear that right?” Robert turned around at Quill and asked him, amused and surprised at the same time.

His brother had his hands and legs tied up as he lay on his back.

Robert went around him in circles as they talked.

It had been like that for days. That was how Robert forced-fed Quill to keep him alive.

He was absolutely resilient.

Robert had no choice but to act that way since his brother would not believe otherwise.

In front of them was the body of Layla. Even though it had been days at a stretch, there was no decomposition or decay in it. But Quill was unable to see that in his madness.

“How dare you do this to me Robert. I am your own flesh and blood. Was it not enough that you killed Layla for your stupid ego? You stoop so low as to disrespect the dead? Why would you not give her a proper burial? What do you want from me? You took her away from me forever. At least let me bid her a