Chapter 28

Kingsley lowered his head in defeat, with Mia's wail filling the air. In a blink, his head rolled off his shoulders.

I strode forward confidently, picking up Kingsley's head whose eyes were popped out. I dropped it down and kicked it straight in Mia's direction.

“Do you love it? Should it be sundry and given to you in place of flowers?“ I asked with a hint of tinge of mockery in my tone.

Tears cascaded, countenance grew darker and graver, with skins becoming pale. Her Lips quivered in a bid for words but pursed back into a thin line.

Her gaze lifted to my side, with rebuff in...