Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1277

Nydia watched as she swallowed the pill, signaling her two bodyguards to release her.

Judith felt an immense pain, a pain in her throat, throughout her whole body. She even spat out a mouthful of blood.

Nydia remembered that the young lady of the Sanders family had a heart condition, and after this ordeal, she wasn't sure if Judith could make it out of here alive.

She left the room, hearing Judith's piercing screams from behind.

"Maja! I will kill you! If I get out of here, I swear I will kill you!"

She was screaming hysterically, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Just as Nydia stepped outside, she was informed: "Nydia, Dylan's back. This time, he brought more than fifty men, all armed."

Nydia raised an eyebrow and immediately headed for the main hall.

In the hall, Dylan stood in the center, surrounded by gamblers and traders who hadn't left.

After all, this kind of scene was commonplace in the underground fight club, except this time the troublemaker was from the Sanders family, North America's richest and most influential family, with close ties to the royal family.

The fight club was a notorious no-man's land, a haven for all kinds of criminals, even murderers with dozens of lives on their hands. Everyone had seen shootouts like this before, so no one in the hall left, instead, they stayed to watch the drama unfold.

Dylan, standing almost six feet tall, stood out even in North America, where height was the norm.

His hands, gloved in black, held an assembled gun. Seeing Nydia, he spoke up.

"I want to see my sister."

He had visited once before after landing, but Nydia, a veteran in these matters, hadn't taken his demands seriously.

Nydia, wearing a purple sundress, sauntered up to him.

"Mr. Sanders, do you know the price of brandishing a gun in a fight club?"

Dylan pointed his gun directly at her.

"I said, I want to see my sister."

Unfazed, Nydia chuckled, covering her mouth with her hand. "Your sister? Who?"

She wanted to announce to everyone that Judith wasn't his sister, just a bastard child brought home by someone.