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."

and had to climb over

Helen before asking, "Was it

just like you wanted... we... we sliced him up a hundred times and even cut off

listening in, felt

for the humiliation she suffered from Elysia and her

gave her assistant a

eyes? Did you slice

glanced at

a cold glare, thought: Cutting tongues, gouging out eyes, slicing noses... 'Evil' was an understatement for

for the hitmen

gouged the eyes, sliced the nose, and even chopped off his hands and legs—just as you requested. Now, hurry up with the payment; we

assistant frowned, looking

waved her hand, and

transferred immediately. Just keep

the hitmen received a notification: $100,000 deposited into their

was speechless. "My life

$200,000. They paid $100,000

eyes, speechless. Here he was, a

from them, looking

here, I

as if she'd released

the call ended, she said, "Quick, lure