Chapter 71. A Call for Retribution

ROBERT’S POV 

 But in the wake of the moment, I remembered Frank’s words and realized I was letting anger cloud my judgment. I wasn’t a bloody murderer like her and will never be. 

 With a disgustingly defiant expression on my face, I released my grip on her neck and looked away from her pale face with a conflicted heart. She cradled her neck and coughed violently to regain her lost breath, looking at me like I was a monster straight out of the pit of hell. But I was only a monster she made. 

 Before she killed my grandpa, I don’t think she bothered to conduct a background check on him to know the kind of family he came from. If she did, then she wouldn’t have agreed to kill him because that would mean playing with fire. Now that she foolishly did, she has succeeded in getting herself involved with a family that will hunt her to the ends of the earth and grind her existence into dust, leaving nothing left of her. And I’ll make sure I’l