Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

Chapter 317

Juan sat across from Stanley, his face shrouded in the dim, flickering lights of the abandoned factory. The atmosphere was thick with danger and unesse, the silence broken only by the muffled pleas of Stanley, his words. mothered by the tape across his mouth.

Juan gave Joe a nod, and the latter stepped forward, ripping the tape off Stanley's mouth.

"Help! Help!" Stanley screamed, but there was no response, only the cold echo of his own desperation.

Joe reminded him, "We're out in the suburbs, and it's midnight. No one will come to your rescue, and no one will hear you.

"What do you want? Juan, I helped you. How can you turn on me like this?" Stanley snapped.

Juan ignored his childish outburst. Joe swiftly took Stanley's phone, unlocked it, and handed it to Juan.

Juan scrolled through the photos in the album, his gaze growing colder with each passing second. Finally, he reached over, opened a nearby shredder, and tossed the phone inside. The shredder roared to life, the sound of grinding metal filling the air as the phone was reduced to nothing more than shattered remnants.

icy cold as he

"Yes, sir."

This is

while since he dealt with anyone. in person. In Seamar City, where corruption and intrigue were the norm, Stanley

"Now?"

"Now"

filled the factory. Juan turned to see Marion striding in, his subordinates flanking him. Their movements were precise and

hadn't expected Marion to find this place so quickly. He narrowed

"Stanley still has some use.

cruelty. "A thankless wretch like

said not to

men immediately closed in, creating an overwhelming sense

Stanley was scared out of his pants. He clung desperately