Chapter 1178: The Game with the Imposter Dolores (5)

Chapter 1177 and the game between the fake Dolores 4

Adler sneered, grabbed her jaw and made her meet her eyes, "Do you remember, what should you do, tell me what you should do"

Alecto was caught by her in pain, but she couldn't move, Adler's left fingernail pinched into her face, it hurt, she was afraid from the bottom of her heart, she was resisting Adler from the bottom of her bones, just because Adler had always been his nightmare, engraved in his bones, and would never linger.

"I don't have what I remember, I remember." Alector moved to the side, not daring to look at Adler's eyes, because he had already wavered, and she didn't want to admit it, but if Adler found out, she was afraid that she would not be happy.

Suddenly, Adler lifted the quilt she was holding tightly, lifted the whole quilt to the side, his right hand with long nails went around her back and grabbed the back of her neck, and grabbed her chin with his left hand to force her to look up, "Listen to me well, remember, who you are and what you should do, I didn't let you in to be Eve." ”

Then Adlerse gave her a small paper packet, "Tomorrow after the ball, you can find a chance to give Moro something to eat." ”

Alecto looked at Adler in disbelief, to be precise, she was still a phantom, just an apparition in the form of Dolores, but "this is poison"

What should come will still come, what she fears the most still happened, she already knew that there would be such a scene today, one day she had to kill Mo Luo, or do something to hurt her, naturally she would not be able to live if she killed Mo Luo.

It's just that she didn't expect this matter to come so quickly, so soon it was time to make a decision, either Mo Luo died, or she was going to die, in fact, Mo Luo died, she must not be able to escape the fate of death, she had expected this thing for a long time, she knew it a long, long time ago, and this day finally came.

"Yes, poison, but only the medicine that killed the child in her belly." Adler put the paper bag in the palm of her hand, closed it for her one finger at a time, and then helped her clench it tightly.

The thing in her palm was like a red-hot coal, and she wanted to shake it off, but Adler wouldn't.

"Her current blood power can't poison her so well, maybe it will be self-defeating, but the child in the womb is still very fragile, a little poison will die, the child is a weakness, so I don't have high requirements for your waste, just go down to her food and let her eat it, it doesn't matter if she dies or not, I just want to watch her suffer, the pain of losing children one after another." Adler is saying it lightly, but the reality is terrifying.

In an instant, she suddenly understood where Adler's most vicious thing was, using her own Eve to kill the other child in her womb, she couldn't even take revenge for the pain, it was really vicious to the extreme, she was angry but found that she had no position to be angry, and she was not qualified to be angry.

She subconsciously wanted to explain, "She did something wrong, she had no child in her womb" Alector innocent didn't finish the word, and slapped Adler hard, her head turned sideways, Adler's slap was indeed extremely heavy, her whole head was buzzing, her eyes were dark, and then I heard Adler's shrill laughter, "Innocent, you are really ridiculous, why, after a few days in the Ales Palace, you learned to be with her, the most ridiculous word in the world is innocent, Who is not innocent, Roland is innocent, are you innocent, am I not innocent, Xitai and Artiante, those soldiers who died, aren't the people innocent, and when you feel sorry for others, take a look at yourself?"

Alecto covered his hot face from being beaten, tears welled up in his eyes, grievance, fear, helplessness, and powerlessness over everything all at once.

"I know," she said, biting her lower lip as if enduring a great pain.

"Also, when you're done, bring Stella to me, and someone will tell you what to do, because you're a piece of shit, and you're cowardly, so I don't believe you, but if you don't, I think Chris might be a little bit of a problem." Adler then told another horrible thing.

"He has nothing to do with me anymore, and it doesn't matter if you kill him." Alecto's hands were shaking when she talked about it, but in order to tell Adler that it was not a threat at all, she stared into Adler's eyes to show that she was not lying.

"Oh, that's okay, it just so happens that Patrick's guy isn't a good thing, his nephew, I'll just take care of it, what do you think" Adler chuckled, his tone rather disdainful.

"Don't," she blurted out, only to find out that she had fallen into Adler's trap, and all the hard work she had made so far had been in vain.

"Don't play tricks, your little tricks still can't escape from the palm of my hand, obediently do what I say, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable." Adler laughed, it was Dolores' face, but it looked extremely terrifying at the moment.

"Answer me, can you do it," Adler yelled at her.

"Why do you have to Stella?" Alecto's eyes were full of horror.

She didn't like Stella, but she couldn't do it if she actually pushed Stella into the fire pit.

"Moro has raised my children for so many years, and now it's time to go back." Adler glanced at her meaningfully, "Use this to prove your loyalty to me, otherwise, I don't dare to guarantee that something terrible will happen, you can't escape, this is your life." Adler's words were repeated many times, but each time he said them, Alecto's heart fluttered more.

Adler dropped a word and disappeared without a trace.

Alector covered her ears, she couldn't stop trembling, as if there was Adler's shadow everywhere, she shrank into the corners, "Don't don't come here, I don't want to kill her, I don't want to do these things, why do you want to do these things"

The singing in the room continued, Dolores' heart sounded good, and Moro was a little anxious outside the door, "Well, Payne, you go back and watch your father first, and come back to me later to talk about it, I have more difficult things to deal with now." ”

With that, Moro pushed open the door to the drawing-room, and Dolores was still singing and humming a ditty, but she didn't eat much of what was on her plate.