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.

cold as he issued his

"Yes, sir."

a vice. "Are you insane? This is murder. The

had been a while since he dealt with anyone. in person. In Seamar City, where corruption and intrigue were the norm, Stanley was nothing compared to the

"Now?"

"Now"

let go of the rope, a sudden echo of applause filled the factory. Juan turned to see Marion striding in, his subordinates flanking

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

still has some use. Debra said not

cruelty. "A thankless wretch like him is useless. Better

said not to kill," Marion

creating an

halt. Stanley was scared out of his pants. He clung desperately to Marion's leg and