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.

he issued his command. "Throw

"Yes, sir."

gripped Stanley like a vice. "Are you insane? This is murder. The CEO of Nichols

person. In Seamar City, where corruption and intrigue were the norm, Stanley

"Now?"

"Now"

of the rope, a sudden echo of applause filled the factory. Juan turned to see Marion striding in, his subordinates flanking him. Their movements were precise and

so quickly. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Marion, are

composed. "Stanley still has some

with cruelty. "A thankless wretch like him is

said not to kill,"

closed in, creating an overwhelming sense of

Stanley was scared out of his