Chapter 1220 Dennis' Death

A look of surprise came over Ysabel's face, which angered Fill.

"Do you think that your boyfriend will come to rescue you? No, he won't. If he really loves you, he
wouldn't send you to me."

Fill's harsh words shattered Ysabel's hope.

She pursed her lips and glared ferociously at Fill, wishing she could tear him into pieces.

Sensing her anger and sadness, Fill felt pain.

She closely resembled Whitney.

How could he say such harsh words and did such a cruel thing to someone who looked like Whitney?

He raped Ysabel forcibly!

It was ridiculous!

This was once the thing he disdained the most, but now he did it. He raped a woman who looked like
Whitney. It made him feel like he raped Whitney.

Fill felt so annoyed that he slammed the door and walked out.

After he left, Ysabel breathed a sigh of relief.

Her shoulders drooped. She felt pain all over her body, especially her vaginal orifice.

'This damn man!

He took my virginity!



I will kill him!

I promise!'

Ysabel swore to herself inwardly.

Fill quickly went outside and his subordinate handed him the phone.

He didn't answer the phone right away. Instead, he took the phone back into the study. Then, he said
coldly, "Are you jealous as your beloved woman slept with me?"

The man on the other side of the phone gulped.

"What are you talking about? She won't sleep with you. She loves me!"

"So what? I forced her to sleep with me. She looks so much like Whitney. I won't give her back to you
intact. Isn't that why you sent her to me?"

Fill didn't care that others knew what he was thinking.

Everyone knew how he felt about Whitney. A brief investigation would tell. The man had gone to great
lengths to find a substitute for him.

Fill sneered. His face was entirely devoid of expression. He was like a ghost in hell that had long since
lost human emotions.

The man was silent for a while. Perhaps he was trying to suppress his emotions, or perhaps he was
thinking about how to talk to someone like Fill.

"Are you trying to seduce me with a woman? Or are you trying to recruit me?"

Fill's words stunned the man once again.



He was really very difficult to deal with.

"Fill, if I tell you that Ysabel and Whitney are related by blood, would you be nice to her?"

The man's words made Fill tremble.

Ysabel's face was natural. He once wondered how there were two people who looked so alike.
However, how could they be related by blood as they had different surnames?

Fill didn't say anything. He was waiting.

He was waiting for the man to say something.

If he showed his nervousness and interest now, then he would lose.

The man was also waiting for Fill to speak. After all, everyone knew Fill's feelings for Whitney.

Ever since Whitney died, Fill seemed to have devilized himself. He turned himself into a saber that
killed people. He was emotionless and untiring. Everyone would tremble in fear the moment they heard
the name of Eagle.

His only weakness was Whitney, so he would care about people who were related to Whitney, right?

The man was lost in thought.

Neither of the two men spoke.

This was a game, and whoever spoke first would lose.

But clearly, Fill was slightly superior.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" the man asked anxiously after a while.



"Even if she is Whitney's younger sister, she is not Whitney. If you brought Whitney back to life,
perhaps I would join you. For Whitney's sake, I abjured my faith. What else can't I abandon? Could you
send Whitney to me?"

The man was rendered speechless.

Fill wanted him to bring Whitney back to life?

How could it be possible?

Whitney died many years ago and had turned into ashes. How could he bring her back to life?

Fill knew this as well. He sneered and continued, "Just give up. Although I don't know who you are or
what you want by sending Ysabel here, I want to tell you that she is mine now. I do not love her, but I
will spare her life as she looks like Whitney. Goodbye, Ysabel's fiancé."

After saying that, Fill hung up the phone.

An unbearable spasm spread all over his body.

Fill lay on the desk and panted heavily. He felt a choking sensation in chest and could hardly breathe.

'Ysabel is Whitney's family?

Nine years ago, I didn't stay with Whitney when she needed me, and I couldn't even keep her complete
corpse. Nine years later, I raped Whitney's family.

I am a scumbag, right?

Yes, I am.

I am a piece of shit.



I couldn't even protect the woman I loved.

And I raped another woman.

What's the point of living like this?'

Day after day, year after year, the slaughter had made Fill cold-blooded, and he even felt that it wasn't
much of a problem for him to kill throughout his life.

He was no longer the same man from before.

Ever since the day Whitney died, he felt as if he had also died. Right now, he was only a tool, a tool to
repay Samuel's kindness by removing obstacles for him and doing what he could not do for him.

How could a tool have human emotions?

But why did he feel heartbroken? Why did he feel devastated? Why did he feel he was an asshole?

Ysabel certainly deserved to die.

Fill had no grievances or enmity with her, but she came to kill him for her fiancé.

Of course, Ysabel couldn't kill Fill, but she tried to kill him for her fiancé, so he felt that Ysabel was bad.

Ysabel wanted to take his life, but he only imprisoned her. He was kind enough to her.

But Ysabel wanted more.

She injured five of his men.

They fought side by side with him all these years.



However, because he didn't kill Ysabel but only imprisoned her, they were seriously hurt. He didn't
know if they could be saved.

Fill forced Ysabel to have sex with him, which was the lightest punishment for her. Otherwise, how
would he explain it to his men?

He felt that he had done the right thing, but why did he feel sad?

He was not a good person, nor could he be a good person.

His best option was to kill Ysabel, throw her outside, and show those people who were plotting against
him.

He wanted them to know that he was a cold-blooded bastard and a murderous devil.

He was not afraid of anyone. Whoever hindered and threatened Samuel would die.

This was why he lived.

Even if Ysabel was Whitney's family, it had nothing to do with him.

Whitney would never return.

She had turned into ashes, and their love had also gone.

Fill had never been so devastated, and now he was sweating profusely and his face was pale.

He lay on the table for a long time before he got up and walked out.

The sky was cloudless and sunny, but he was gloomy.

He was cold and unfeeling.



On his way to Ysabel's room, he met a subordinate.

"Fill, Dennis died,"

The subordinate said in a choked voice.

Fill stiffened, his fists clenched tightly.

Dennis was badly hurt by Ysabel and was treated in the emergency ward.

Fill recruited him in the first year after retirement. He was a good partner who provided him with
logistical support and covered his retreat over the years.

Fill still remembered he said that he would get married in a few days. His girlfriend was an ordinary girl.
He wanted to work in the logistics department as a warehouse keeper after getting married and live a
peaceful life.

Fill said at that time,

"Don't worry. Even if you work as a warehouse keeper, I won't treat you shabbily."

Dennis died now.

Fill's heart ached badly.

He knew that he couldn't be kind.

Even though he raped Ysabel as a punishment, he lost one of his subordinates.

Something unknown flashed in his eyes.



Many other subordinates came and looked at Fill. They did not say anything, but obviously they were
furious.

Fill knew what they thought, but he couldn't utter a word.

"Give me one day. Tomorrow, I will kill her and bury her with Dennis."

Fill gnashed his teeth in hatred. He knew that he had to do this, or he would let his men down.

In the past few years, the Sky Group quickly became an international organization.

It was the concerted efforts of everyone. They united as one and went through thick and thin together.

Ysabel was just a spy sent by the enemy. Even if she was Fill's beloved woman, the moment she killed
Dennis, it meant the end of her life.

Fill walked towards Ysabel's room with heavy steps.

Many other subordinates came and looked at Fill. They did not say anything, but obviously they were
furious.

Fill Knew what they thought, but he couldn't utter a word.

"Give me one day. Tomorrow, | will kill her and bury her with Dennis."

Fill gnashed his teeth in hatred. He knew that he had to do this, or he would let his men down.

In the past few years, the Sky Group quickly became an international organization.

It was the concerted efforts of everyone. They united as one and went through thick and thin together.

Ysabel was just a spy sent by the enemy. Even if she was Fill's beloved woman, the moment she killed
Dennis, it meant the end of her life.

Fill walked towards Ysabel's room with heavy steps.



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