My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

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.

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

cold as he issued

“Yes, sir.”

you insane? This is murder. The CEO

dealt with anyone. in person. In Seamar City, where corruption and intrigue were the norm, Stanley was nothing compared to the struggles

Joe hoisted Stanley high before turning

“Now?”

“Now”

echo of applause filled the factory. Juan turned to see Marion striding in,

place so quickly. He narrowed his eyes and

remained composed. “Stanley still has some use. Debra said not

voice dripped with cruelty. “A thankless wretch like him is useless. Better to get rid of

to kill,” Marion

creating