"You vicious bitch!" Gordon Grant roared at her with a twisted face. "Even if I die, don't you dare think you'll live well!"
"Then you might not die after all." Melody Thorne let out a light laugh. "You won't let me go, so how could I possibly let you die? Not only will I not let you die, I'll make sure you live nice and long!"
"Melody Thorne!" Gordon Grant tried to break free from the iron chains restraining him. "I won't let you off, never. I won't die, and you'll end up worse than me, haha!"
"I'm perfectly fine—how could I possibly be worse off than you? You must be daydreaming!"
"Melody Thorne, you think I'm that easy to fool? You think I wouldn't have a backup plan? Yesterday I already knew I wouldn't escape from a woman like you, so I drugged you. And I've already destroyed the antidote. Just wait, your end will be just as miserable as mine!"
