Chapter 1167: Whoever Dares to Curse Me for All Eternity, I’ll Send Them to Hell First
The head "thump thump" hit down, blood flowed down her brow bone, staining half of her face, looking grim like a specter.
Mrs. Campbell: "Spare me, I won’t dare anymore..."
Mason Nightshade’s eyes sharpened, his face turning extremely unpleasant. Gustavo Yates noticed, and with a grim face, kicked Mrs. Campbell out, saying coldly, "Don’t dirty Mason’s shoes with those filthy hands of yours. Tsk tsk, these hands are really an eyesore, using such filthy hands to wield a knife against our Young Madam, I suppose you don’t want these hands anymore."
Mrs. Campbell shivered, continuously bowing her head, "My hands can’t, no, please spare me, I’ll do anything, sell me to such a place, I must still have value, must still have..."
Gustavo Yates sneered lightly in his heart, who would have thought this woman, willing to forsake her honor, was once a lofty lady?
He waved to have people dragged away, lest she tarnishes the boss’s eyes.
Mrs. Campbell struggled as she was dragged out, her gaze toward Mason Nightshade held only hatred, no longer any previous fear or flattery, her face contorted like a cursed demon, "Aurelia Shaw is just a bastard born of her mother and a wild man outside, not even worthy to lick my shoes.
Don’t be smug, I curse her to never wake up, I curse you to never be together forever, hahaha...hahaha...If I can’t live well, none of you should either, I curse you with my life and blood! Never together in all your lives, endlessly tormenting each other, misunderstanding each other, never able to come together, hahaha..."
Damn! This crazy woman! Gustavo Yates slapped Mrs. Campbell’s face "slap," her blood mixed with teeth spilling from her mouth, slumped on the ground unable to say a word.
Gustavo Yates glanced at the man on the seat exuding cold air.
Mason Nightshade’s lips curled, the curvature seemed smiling but not smiling, his narrow eyes dangerous slits, cold light pouring out from the bottom of his eyes, "I remember you have a son..."
Mrs. Campbell’s face changed!
Mason Nightshade spoke unhurriedly, exhaling a mouthful of smoke, his face obscured by the smoke having a kind of unseen danger, "After the Campbell Family went bankrupt, Liam Campbell was imprisoned for tax evasion, bribery, and other issues, your husband was imprisoned and there is still a son?"
Mrs. Campbell thought of something, the chill instantly climbed from her feet to her head, shuddering violently, "Mason... Mason Lord... take all your anger out on me alone, my son is innocent, I beg you to spare him, he knows nothing, I beg you to spare him."
Mason Nightshade chuckled mockingly, "Now you know to plead with me, afraid? Who was cursing me to forever?"
Mason Nightshade flicked the ash, the unburnt embers scorched Mrs. Campbell’s hand, turning it red, she clenched her teeth, not daring to utter a cry of pain, fearing to anger King Victor Yann in front.
Mason Nightshade’s voice was haunting: "I don’t believe in fate, whoever dares curse me forever, I will send that person to Hell first.
Since you cursed me forever, in this life I will spare your life, to let you see if I am as you cursed."
Gustavo Yates had people dragged away, his scalp tingling, instinctively feeling the boss was very angry right now.
Especially after hearing Mrs. Campbell’s cursed words, felt angry enough to kill. However, anyone cursed like this would feel bad, blame it on Mrs. Campbell’s loose tongue, still boasting audaciously when close to death’s door, not knowing her own weight.