The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2051

Aaron was terrified, his whole body trembling. He quickly covered the girl's corpse with a blanket. As he sat shivering at the foot of the bed and contemplating whether to call the police, there was a knock at the door.

It was 4:00 a.m. Could it be room service? Impossible!

Aaron nervously approached the entrance, his voice trembling uncontrollably. "Wh-Who's there?!"

"Mr. Larson," came a calm, steady voice from outside. "I'm here on Mr. Iverson's orders to help you take care of your inconvenience."

Aaron tried to maintain his composure. "I... I don't know what you're talking about!"

"The girl that you were with last night-she should still be in your room, yes? How is she doing now?"

A warning bell went off in Aaron's mind, and he immediately opened the door.

Standing outside was a man dressed in all-black, covered from head to toe, leaving only his eyes exposed, which were as sharp and cold as an eagle's.

"How... How do you know?" Aaron was shocked, his face drained of color.

the man lifted his phone and played a video in

showed the entire incident from the previous night-Aaron violently assaulting the girl, then

in the room. The video continued, showing him falling into a deep sleep after he was done. While he slept, the girl began convulsing, foaming at the mouth, and eventually becoming completely still as her body grew

as pale as a ghost, cold sweat soaking his back. He yanked the man into the

a hidden camera in the room?! Was it

collar, gritting his teeth in anger, but his earlier indulgences had left

squinted, his eyes full of dark amusement. "Should I commend you for being smart,

bastard! He dared to set me

he swung a

him over his shoulder, slamming him onto the sofa. Pain shot

for useless rage." The man dusted his hands off, letting out a cold laugh." You should be thinking about what would happen if

in his throat, his legs

you." The man walked into the bedroom and pulled a black nylon bag from his backpack. He placed the woman's body

stunned silence, his mouth agape. The man's calm and methodical way of handling

seem as if it were a

asked, his voice