Chapter 252 Disgusted By His Scent

• Thiago knew what she was thinking. His gaze turned icy, yet his voice remained soft. “There's no need to kill her,” he said. “Sometimes, living can be far more painful than death.”
• “What do you mean?” Meredith frowned, clearly dissatisfied with his refusal to kill Cassandra.
• A reflection flickered in Thiago's glasses as he said, “What I mean is, wouldn't it be better to hire a few people to assault her, and capture it all on video? That way, not only would she lose the child she's carrying, but she'd also be left in a state worse than death.”