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."

the deed, we heard some noises nearby and had to climb over the wall

Helen

we sliced him up a hundred times and

felt

for the humiliation she

her assistant a look,

you gouge out his eyes?

hitmen involuntarily glanced at

tongues, gouging out eyes, slicing

gestured for the hitmen to

nose, and even chopped off his hands and legs—just as you requested. Now, hurry up with the payment; we need to get out of here. And don't

assistant frowned, looking

waved her hand, and the assistant quickly

transferred immediately. Just keep your mouths

a notification: $100,000 deposited

was speechless. "My life

They paid $100,000

rolled his eyes, speechless. Here he was, a genius Evan,

away from them,

here, I need a

Helen felt as if she'd released a

soon as the call ended, she said, "Quick, lure Pamela