Chapter 42

When he saw who it was, Mr. Jameson’s eyes widened in horror.

“Mr… Mr. Fallen… What are you doing here?”

Edgar’s expression grew gloomy, and the veins on his forehead visibly bulged. He clenched his collar tightly; his voice filled with intensity as he inquired, “In which private room is she located? What do you plan to do with her?”

Edgar’s terrifying gaze nearly petrified Mr. Jameson. His lips quivered, and he divulged all the information with a trembling voice.

Lucy’s face turned pale with fear, and she attempted to slip away, hoping to escape the tense situation

discreetly.

She was controlled by Tim, who had just arrived.

Edgar handed them to him, instructing him, “Tie them up and lock them in a room. I’ll deal with them

later.”

With a menacing expression, he swiftly made his way to the private room.

An unsettling sensation crept over him.

Mr. Jameson said she drank wine that was drugged 15 minutes ago. Had she…

His eyes, filled with a scarlet hue, became increasingly saturated with a sinister intent to kill.

He pushed open the door of the private room.

As he entered the private room, his gaze fell upon a gruesome sight, a pool of blood splattered across the floor, stretching even into the small bathroom.

Men’s voices could be heard from within the bathroom, persistently resonating in the air.

Two at the same time!

Consumed by a blazing fury, Edgar strode purposefully toward the bathroom. In the periphery of his vision, he caught sight of a figure nonchalantly standing nearby.

He took a closer look.

It was Sylvia.

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She embellished a subtle touch of makeup, exuding an air of elegance as she leaned Sylviafully against the chair. Her slender fingers rhythmically tapped on the broken leg of the stool nearby.

There were a few conch tips on the legs of the stool and occasional drops of blood on the ground. It could be seen that it had experienced a fierce battle.

Edgar looked her up and down carefully.

“Are you… really okay?”

Sylvia tilted her head and smiled playfully. “Are you disappointed that I’m fine, Mr. Fallen?”

Of course not.

in with a smirk, “Mr. Fallen, looks like you’ve got your finger on the pulse of things. Did you come all the way just to catch up on

“What?”

Edgar was confused.

appearing as disheveled and injured, were crawling towards

a

guys with messed–up faces were crawling over, all bloody and

disturbing redness on his face, looking like he had been

through his fingers, his face contorted

face was drenched in blood, and the pain etched on her features made her appearance truly

he let out

had discovered Sylvia’s proficiency in martial arts.

Sylvia was not one to allow herself to be

miserably to a place two meters away from Sylvia and knelt down. Suddenly,

Majesty, it’s all Mr. Jameson and Lucy’s idea. They urged me to do this! I

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wrong. Please spare us. We promise we won’t do anything like

again…”

her phone with a sneer and scrolled

greed and debauchery. He has a disturbing inclination toward the mistreatment of women. Numerous female stars and employees have suffered from his abusive behavior, with some even meeting

wow, Louis Lewis, the director of Epicent Films, has exploited and preyed upon countless female stars, leading to the demise of

words, the two of them burst into even

trembled uncontrollably.

dare to pull such a stunt again. If we do, may

elegantly poured herself a glass of red wine and gave it a gentle swirl.

crimes, sincerely

of the two men tensed up upon

the board! Everyone will

pleading, “Ms. Lancelot, please have mercy. We can promise

sentenced to death and getting beaten up by other prisoners

stood aside quietly and listened with a

an array of

own style of handling matters.

he glanced gloomily at the two people on the ground and said, “Do as Ms. Lancelot

cast humble gazes at him once

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he cut them off with a chilling tone, “Or would you prefer

my torture?”

Sylvia was confused.

people being threatened

about Edgar’s

mere thought of it made them shudder, realizing it would

were even more terrified.

We’ll do it

on Twitter under the cold

wrists, got up, and left the private room. She

and chased

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