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 phone inside. The shredder

icy cold as he issued his

“Yes, sir.”

you insane? This is murder. The CEO of Nichols Group wants to

had been a while since he dealt with anyone. in person. In Seamar City, where corruption and intrigue were the norm, Stanley was nothing compared to the struggles and conflicts he

efficient, Joe hoisted Stanley high before turning

“Now?”

“Now”

of applause filled the factory. Juan turned to see Marion striding in, his subordinates flanking

to find this place so quickly. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “Marion, are

“Stanley still has some use. Debra

cruelty. “A thankless wretch like him is

said not to kill,”

men immediately closed in, creating