"Emma Poole, I've already died once. I don't care about anything anymore in this world; I don't even intend on keeping the child in my belly, so do you really think that I would be afraid of you?" Jane sneered as she stared at Emma coldly. "Scram! Don't let me see you again! I feel like throwing up every time I see you! If I get upset, I might just take my man's gun out of his nightstand and shoot you in the head one day!"

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Jane sneered again. "If you think that I won't dare to, why don't