Chapter 1213 Doesn't Your Conscience Hurt?

• Upon hearing this, Isabel Zimmerman moved her small knife, gently sliding it against Rachel Lawson's neck, and chuckled with a smirk.
• "You seem to know me quite well, don't you? But do you know? Apart from killing you, I have millions of ways to make you wish you were dead. Do you want to experience the feeling of wanting to live but not being able to die?"
• Rachel Lawson was instantly provoked by these words, shaking her head, tears overflowing from her eyes.