Chapter 829
Yvonne sat on the riverbank with a cup of coffee in hand.
She checked the time, and when the minute hand struck 12 o’clock, she raised her head just in time to see a tall and muscular man sit down opposite her.
He seemed rather brutish and gave out some kind of scent. His hair was a mess, making him look as though he hadn’t showered in ages.
What was worse was that he had the audacity to pick at his toes right before Yvonne.
She wouldn’t have been here if it weren’t for …
Yvonne swallowed her disgust when she remembered what she was here for. Still, her brows were tightly
drawn together.
She took out a stack of photos and handed it to the man, whose eyes lit up almost immediately when he
saw them.
He looked just like a predator who had just found its prey. There was even a strange and ominous light in
his eyes.
Judging from his reaction, Yvonne was sure that what she had in mind would go according to plan.
“You’ll be handsomely rewarded once you get rid of the woman in these pictures.” She spoke to him in
Sarcozian.
Yvonne learned the language back when she had furthered her studies in Macldo. Although her score for the language test hadn’t been that good, her grasp of the language was sufficient for her to communicate
with others.
The man didn’t seem to hear what she had said just now. He simply shuffled the pictures and looked at them carefully. The desire in his eyes said it all.
A shiver ran down Yvonne’s spiné when she saw the look in his eyes.
The sudden fear that gripped her heart vanished in an instant when it occurred to her that he was going to
get rid of Caroline soon.
“That isn’t a problem,” said the man, the look of lust now gone from his eyes.
He licked his lips and asked, “But where am I supposed to find her?”
“Don’t worry about that,” said Yvonne.
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“I’ll contact you when it’s time.”
That seemed to upset the man a little as he said, “I’ll have to wait? Fine then.”
Standing up, he told her, “I’ll be waiting for you then. If you don’t contact me…”
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His voice trailed off as he eyed her up and down with the ominous gaze he wore when he looked at Caroline’s pictures just now. “I’ll have a taste of you instead.”
Yvonne felt her hair stand on end. Only after he left did she stop trembling. How disgusting!
It was all Caroline’s fault that Yvonne had had to meet up with that man!
Yvonne had done some research beforehand. That man was a notorious criminal in Macldo known for raping women. He had been jailed plenty of times before, and there were even rumors saying that he was
a psychopath.
He enjoyed torturing women, and almost all of his victims suffered the horrible fate of being paralyzed for
the rest of their lives.
Regardless of his sins, he was the son of a wealthy businessman who would hire the best lawyers to lighten his sentence. In the end, he only needed to serve his sentence of being jailed for several years.
Besides, the money his family gave to compensate the families of the victims was sufficient enough to stop them from going against him.
These were things of the past, though. Ever since he had almost strangled a woman to death last time, his family had spent a fortune to keep him alive.
He had stayed in jail for ten whole years, and when he was freed after that, lots of things had changed.
His family had gone bankrupt a long time ago, and his parents had passed away. His two younger brothers had moved out when they had heard that he was done serving his sentence.
To put things simply, he had no one to rely on since then. He couldn’t even fill his stomach, so he had laid
low for quite some time.
Needless to say, he couldn’t refuse what Yvonne was offering to him on a silver platter.
Betrayed by her fiancé, Caroline Evans decides on a whim to marry someone else. Everyone mocks her for the decision of giving up on the heir to the Morrison family and choosing some poor punk instead. However, that poor punk is actually secretly the top wealthiest person around, newly back in the country to invest in its development. He’s also her ex’s uncle! Lamenting about being tricked, Caroline Evans insists on a divorce. But her husband corners her and says unblinkingly, “That billionaire is not me. That guy had cosmetic surgery to look like me.” Looking at his handsome face, Caroline believes it. “What a curse to have the same face as someone of the Morrison family!” The next day, the world is surprised to find that the heir of the Morrison family has been kicked out and now has nothing. As for the newly crowned top billionaire, he starts wearing a mask to hide his attractive features.
