Chapter 843 You Would Be Dead

• Nina
• The cool summer night air was a refreshing feeling; it was much more moderate here, where my dad’s mansion resided in the north. Nothing at all like the heat and thick humidity of the jungle where Mila had created her horrific kingdom.
• “I just can’t believe it,” I whispered, hanging my head over the stone railing of the balcony we stood on. “Just when I think I’ve begun to understand this godforsaken family, it’s as if another layer gets added.”