Henry’s eyes remained on the shining blade which was pressing on her finger, she wasn’t trembling, she wasn’t showing any fear at all.
“I will cut it off right in front of you, and you’ll return Jacob's finger,” Emma spoke, making Henry frown.
His heart was uneasy.
Why would it bother him if she cut her finger?
To hell with her?
Didn’t from the beginning he wanted to imply pain in her?
So then why was he feeling distressed by her offer?
Seeing Henry remain quiet, Emma took it as a “yes”
Confidently she pressed the blade firmly to her finger and then a loud cry stopped her immediately.
“NO.”
Emma stopped dumbfounded.
Henry took out his phone and then dialed a number.
RING … RING …
The man on the other side picked up the call immediately, “Boss…”
“Cut, I want the finger of the
