Chapter 147 The Foolish Werewolf

• “Wait!” Selena's plea was desperate as she wedged her hand in the door, her eyes imploring. “Please, don't mind Bretta's words. I can see you're a kind person. If you truly have a way to help, I beg of you. We'll make it up to you, whatever it takes.”
• Bretta's pride, however, remained unyielding. “Don't beg him, Selena! I'd rather die than grovel before him!” she declared, her defiance unwavering despite her weakening state.
• “See, it's not about my unwillingness to help. She's the one refusing it. If she somehow survives this ordeal, you might want to consider getting her head checked,” Kaiser responded with a shake of his head.