Side Chick Era... Over

Chapter 801

Harry slowly opened his eyes. What greeted him was the dim, suffocating gloom of a warehouse.

He pressed his fingers against his aching temples, muttering under his breath.

“Where… where am I? How did I end up here?”

For days now, Harry had drowned himself in alcohol, living in a haze of despair. The blow Sharon had dealt him was too great to endure.

Every time he thought of the humiliation she had forced upon him, rage and regret twisted his gut until all he wanted was blood. He couldn’t get past it-couldn’t let it go.

In secret, he had already reached out to assassins, determined to have Sharon killed. As long as she was gone, his torment would finally end.

Just yesterday, someone had accepted the contract. They told him they would come to Zachemaine and make contact. Elated, he had celebrated by drinking himself senseless.

Once Sharon was dead, everything would return to the way it was.

Suddenly, Harry sat up straight, a flicker of excitement flashing in his eyes.

“You’re the assassins I hired, aren’t you?”

A tall, slender figure turned slowly to face him.

blinked in surprise. The man before him was young-strikingly handsome even, no more than his early twenties. He

wonder, ‘Since when did hired killers look

young man

exactly

want?”

eyes, sharp

have your fun with that woman before killing her. Destroy her face, cripple her hands. And of course, no survivors. Name your price. So long as she

lips curved in a

“Harry, you’re certainly generous.”

end, his mind had spun through a thousand ways to torture

release her nudes online. I’ll handle the

will be carved into her forever. When people remember her, they won’t think of her brilliance with the

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damned for

thrill through his blood, igniting

to torment her, do it. The more miserable she is,

man lowered his gaze,

are always among ordinary folk. Compared to the tricks you people devise, my

don’t know how

toward