”You!”

Yvette was furious. “You do not appreciate the chances given to you. You want to offer your life? Fine, you shall die then.”

She shoved a dagger into Darryl’s hand.

Yvette did not mean to execute him; she was just furious.

Darryl pleaded sourly. “Princess, please allow me to die two days later.”

Yvonne was still waiting for him to rescue her. He could not die before getting the Phoenix Pill.

“You!” Yvette’s face was scarlet red as she stomped her feet. “You owe me a favor, hence I h