Preston quivered in fear and sweated profusely. The five injections represented revenge for five


    different victims.


    Oddly, even when Preston had his arm severed by Landon, or when he was shot three times at the


    swimming pool, he had never felt closer to death than this moment.


    Perhaps Jordan was right. Preston''s courage to die seemed to fade away after being given a second


    shot at life.


    Jordan, with a steely look in his eyes, injected the first poison into Preston''s chest. The cold needle


    pierced through the skin, causing Preston to writhe as though he was being electrocuted. His eyes


    popped out in agony as he moaned.


    "The first injection is for Landon''ste father, who is dead because of you. After this shot, your limbs


    will go numb, and you will experience convulsions." Jordan picked up the second syringe and plunged


    it into Preston''s left rib. "This shot is for Mr. Cornelius. You will feel a sharp pain in your stomach, as


    well as a headache and nausea."


    Preston cast a pleading look at Jordan. His tears and snot gushed out humiliatingly. The slow torture


    hurt more than being shot.


    "The third injection is for Mr. Landon. You will start to foam by the mouth and struggle to breathe."


    Jordan poked the needle into Preston''s right rib.


    A few secondster, Preston indeed started to heave, but vomit umted and was forced back into


    his throat due to the tape over his mouth. His face turned red before gradually transitioning into a


    deathly shade of purple.


    "The fourth injection is for Madam. After this shot, you will lose your eyesight while the pain in your


    stomach intensifies." Jordan poked the thick needle into Preston''s stomach this time with a heartless


    chuckle.


    Slowly, Preston''s vision blurred. The poison got to his organs, leading to a seizure. His facial muscles


    stiffened, and his heart pounded against his chest. His bloodshot eyes carried a vacant and despairing


    look.


    "The final injection is for my senior... Angelina." Jordan held the fifth syringe with trembling fingers.


    Tears brimmed in his eyes. He struggled to speak. "She lived her whole life in danger and suffering.


    She did not enjoy a day to herself before leaving the world. How could life be this unfair to her? That


    was too cruel.


    "She would never have the chance to see Mr. Landon married. She had not found the love of her life.


    How could she leave us?


    "If I were given a second chance, I would take her ce and die. How I wish I could fall into that empty


    pool in her ce.


    "Preston Harper, go to hell. Repent your sins in front of the devil and be punished forever!"


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    Soon, Jordan raised his arms and plunged the needle into Preston''s heart. Preston''s body stiffened


    while his fingers spread. With a low growl, he drew hisst breath and passed away with his eyes


    open.


    Jordan left the cart at the scene and sneaked out. A policeman on duty suddenly confronted him from


    behind when he reached the stairs. "Hey, stop there! I need to see your ID!"


    Jordan''s chest tightened. Panicking, he shoved the doors open and barged out. With two policemen


    hard on his heels, he sprinted all the way to the underground parking lot.


    Right as the policemen were about to catch up to him, and just when he was prepared to surrender in


    despair, a ck sedan drove in the direction of the two policemen, which scared them out of the way.


    Another car followed closely behind and came to a stop in front of Jordan.


    The door of the second car flung open, followed by a familiar voiceing from the shadows in the car.


    "Hop in!"


    Jordan''s heart thundered. Without hesitation, he climbed into the car.