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Chapter 147 by RoyalKarina RoyalKarina

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Extinction

The Moorfield was meant to go extinct in Victor’s eyes. He imagined a field of blood — bodies of Jackson, Katherine, and the rest sprawled like wilting flowers. Man… He wanted them dead.

So he could rebuild the city in his own darkness. Alice Moorfield. That freckled immature fool.

“I can’t believe that fat fuck actually killed Alice Moorfield— I sent some teenagers to mess with her business, but the guy had balls to shoot the slut down!” Victor smiled.

He took a sip of his cognac. It burned through his gums. He slicked his blonde hair back. Knuckles cracked.

“I don’t trust Greg…” Dmitri said, “he wants other men to sleep with his wife — fucking humiliating…”

“I saw his wife… Nadia… My men have taken some pictures of her — busty redhead. She must be blind for marrying that fat pig…” Victor said.

“Anyway… How is progress,” Victor said.

“Ten more Moorfield sleeping with the fishes…” Dmitri said.

“Fuck! Only ten!” Victor laughed and threw his glass at the wall. Shattering. Furious.

“Maybe I’ll send fucking Greg to shoot up Katherine Moorfield!” Victor said sourly.

“I want them all dead…”

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