Chapter 700 Beat Him To Death

• “Weston likes to shoot weird stuff, right? Great. I'll send him to Alendor to shoot documentaries about tribal chiefs and make him stay there for ten years,” Ruth said with a cold short. “And you. If you drop to your knees and lick my leather shoes now, I won't hold it against you for what happened before.”
• Ruth was indeed petty-minded.
• None of the conditions she mentioned could solve her current predicament. Those conditions served no real purpose besides allowing her to vent her anger.