Chapter 1370 The Hidden Problem


    Le was so moved by Charles'' concern for her. Meanwhile, she felt guilty. On the other hand, he


    regarded his daughter as the apple of his eye, but she had put Shirley in danger. On the other hand,


    Jim had raped her, and she thought it was a kind of betrayal of Charles


    It made her hate Jim more.


    "Charles, I''m fine. Thank you!" Le said sweetly, batting her eyes at him in appreciation. Charles,


    however, was already sick of her affections.


    "Good. You should take some rest now. You got bags under your eyes." Le wanted to p herself.


    She knew she should have spent more time on her makeup that morning.


    "Ah, really? I never noticed," she said, trying tough it off.


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    "Anyway, you''re looking a little tired, too. You should pay more attention to your health first. Shirley


    wouldn''t want you like this."


    Charles'' face darkened after he heard her say that. Le, noticing the sudden change in his demeanor,


    felt distressed.


    Charles merely nodded, but disregarded thement anyway. He grabbed a quick bite before leaving


    for work. Le''s heart hurt for him.


    Charles'' concern for her made her feel guilty. He was very upset because of Shirley''s disappearance.


    This only made Le''s hatred for Jim worsen.


    ''I should kill that bastard!'' Le thought angrily before suddenly figuring out a new idea.


    It was a long shot, but it could be the only way. She tried to calm herself down, but only felt her anxiety


    rushing in quickly. She took a few deep breaths before she fished out her phone from her pocket and


    looked for Jim''s phone number, the same one he had called her the day before.


    Her palms were sweating as she waited for Jim to answer the phone. Each ring that went unanswered


    sent a shiver down her spine as her heart beat faster. The run-down, dirty cabin room was never lost in


    her thoughts. She could feel her stomach churn from her anxiety.


    Finally, Jim picked up the phone. "Le," he said huskily and it almost sounded like a whisper. "It has


    only been a few hours. Are you missing me again?" he said teasingly. He didn''t think that Le would


    willinglye to him considering that she hated him.


    Jim had never expected that Le would have called him. Even more, it was just a few hours after they


    separated. He wondered if Le was beginning to like being forced to have sex with him.


    Jim thought of himself proudly. However, it only made him despise Le more. Ill-behaved men never


    valued an "easy catch" anyway.


    What Jim said disgusted Le. ''He thinks I miss him? What an asshole!'' Le thought, infuriated.


    "You''re right. I do miss you. Are you free today? I want to see you again." Although Jim disgusted her


    so much, she had to admit that she needed him. She also knew it was better to treat him nicer, and if


    she acted bad, it would just provoke him more.


    "Oh, of course. I''ll always have time for you," Jim said seductively, breathing against the phone.


    Leughed quickly, saying, "I''ll meet you at the Aegean Hotelter at eight. Is that all right?"


    "Very well, princess. I hope eveninges soon." She heard himugh huskily. Hisugh made her


    stomach turn.


    She hung up hurriedly after saying goodbye. Afterwards, she sighed in relief.


    Without even hesitating, she moved almost immediately. She went out to town, looking for things she


    might need that evening.


    Le had a very busy afternoon. First, she went to her old friend and finally got an electric baton from


    him.


    "Electric batons are prohibited items. I had a hard time trying to get you one. Please be careful. Don''t


    let anyone know you have it," Le''s friend cautiously reminded her. It was heavily forbidden to


    possess electric batons in the country. If the police ever found it on her, not only would she be arrested


    for illegal possession, but her friend would also be taken away.


    "Don''t worry. It''s to defend myself. I''m always on edge when I''m outsidete at night. I think I''ll rest


    easier with this," Le exined as calmly as she could.


    Her friend never noticed that she wasn''t being truthful. He handed the electric baton to her.


    "Thank you," Le said with gratitude. "I owe you one. Let me know when you''ll be free for dinner,"


    Le added, chuckling softly. She beamed at her friend elegantly, without a single trace of gloom or


    anger on her face.


    She then asked the same friend to buy her a bottle of pepper spray. Her friend was less hesitant to


    provide her with one, as pepper sprays were legal and moremon to have. It was also easier to use


    in defending one''s self.


    After saying goodbye to him, Le stood by the sidewalk, still feeling uneasy. ''What else can I do if the


    electric baton and the pepper spray don''t work on him? I need to make sure he won''t overpower me, or


    else, it might provoke him more. I''ll be done for if I let that happen, ''


    Le thought, frowning. She had to n this carefully. One wrong move, and she could lose it all.


    She already learned a valuable lesson from Shirley''s kidnapping. She had no room for mistakes this


    time around.


    She walked along the street, pondering on what else to get, before she thought about getting poison as


    well, just in case. The poison was odorless, tasteless and water-soluble that would be hard to detect.


    ''I hope I''ll never have to use it. If I get caught, I''m dead.'' Le was anxious. She knew how dangerous it


    was to use poison. She thought about how she could get herself out of the case if she ended up


    poisoning him.


    Being thrown into prison wasn''t new to her. She now knew that she had to be more careful or else she


    would get caught again.


    Killing Jim, however, was more important to her than avoiding more prison time. He deserved to die.


    The world had no ce for men like him.


    She lost sleep every night. The moment her eyes shut, she could immediately feel Jim''s hands and


    body on her. It choked her up until she was forced to open her eyes again out of fear. It made her


    restless, and she tossed and turned every night.


    She knew that Charles was a smart and powerful man. It wouldn''t be hard for him to find out that she


    was the mastermind of the kidnapping, and Jim helped her do it.


    Le then realized that Jim was her hidden problem. She had to get rid of him, fast, before he even


    began to injure Shirley.