C197 Chapter 197

Derek's actions seemed to be a conditioned reflex, he quickly pulled her into his chest, the entire bottle of liquid was thrown straight onto his back, and his shirt quickly smoked.

"Hmm..."

Burning pain shot through his body, Derek was in so much pain that his face turned white, his arms still holding Bertha tightly to his chest.

"Mistress, that's acid."

Tommy shouted in fear