"Kill me! Yes sweetie. Kill me so that I follow you in every birth you take. Do you want to do all this again? Don't worry even in next birth, I Promise to kill our son. The next time I will not fail. I promise." Davis chuckled, signalling the lady to shoot.
"Aunty. Leave it. He is just trying to make you angry." James spoke up looking disgustingly at Davis.
Elizabeth quickly lowered down the gun as she looked at the man with anger.
"Ohh! Such a bummer. Tsk tsk!" The man chuckled and then looked at his men. "Take them to the dungeon and lock them up. Nobody can reach there ever." The man chuckled again as the two of them were now been forcibly taken inside the antique door. Their eyes were then tied by a black colored cloth as they were made to walk for several minutes. There were around forty men who were making sure that the two of them are taken to the dungeon. Davis knew that they both needed a large group of men to be handled, so he did not want to take any chance.
