Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Two hitmen gave the boss a simultaneous glance, their bodies shivering in fear. They hurriedly fished out their phones from their pockets.

"But... we don't have Helen's contact," one stammered. "It's always her minions who get in touch with us. What now?"

Evan furrowed his brow, hardly surprised.

That old witch, Helen, had some brains. In the dirty business of murder, she'd never dirty her hands directly. She'd make sure she was squeaky clean.

No matter, chopping off one of her hands would still make her scream.

She thought she could wash her hands off this mess? Not a chance!

"Whoever contacted you, call them back. Make Helen believe I'm already dead. And if you dare slip up, you won't like what I'll do!"

The hitmen nodded frantically and immediately called Helen's personal assistant,

"The job's done. When do we get the rest of our money?"

"Are you sure the kid's dead?" Helen's assistant inquired.

"Absolutely sure."

"Send a video."

had to climb over the wall

assistant glanced at Helen

up a hundred

felt a

revenge for the humiliation she suffered from Elysia and

gave her assistant a look, who then

out his eyes? Did

involuntarily glanced at

eyes, slicing noses... 'Evil' was an

for the hitmen to

off his hands and legs—just as you requested. Now, hurry up with the

looking back at

Helen waved her hand, and the assistant quickly assured

will be transferred immediately. Just keep

hitmen received a notification:

"My life is

it's $200,000. They

and rolled his eyes, speechless. Here he

his attention away from

here, I need a

felt as if she'd released a huge

the call ended, she said, "Quick,