Chapter 797 Dilemma and Threat


    At this moment, in a rundown motel in a suburban slum, Smollett was looking at his phone with a


    gloomy expression.


    The motel was dirty everywhere and the soundproofing was extremely poor. Smollett even saw rats


    crawling from under the bed.


    This made Smollett, who had always been particr about fine dining, very dissatisfied.


    Just half an hour ago, he contacted Hope and asked to be escorted out of the country.


    He had originally nned to use the psychological suggestions he left behind to cause Charlotte to


    have a mental breakdown on the spot, and use that as a bargaining chip to threaten Joe to let him go.


    However, his n was disrupted by two women around Charlotte before it could be fully implemented.


    Moreover, Joe actually gathered a group of psychologists around him, all of whom were well-known in


    the industry, making his schemepletely fall apart and leaving him no opportunity to escape.


    Thinking about it, Smollett was so angry that he wanted to grind his teeth. Why should he go through


    such hardships, while the masterminds Hope and Martha could continue to lurk around Joe without


    worries?


    Soon, Hope arrived as agreed.


    Smollett cautiously scanned his surroundings to make sure no one was following, then looked at the


    other party calmly, “I want to leave the country tomorrow. You should have a way, right?”


    Hope looked at him indifferently and suddenly punched him hard in the stomach.


    “I told you to be careful, but you rashly attacked Charlotte. Now you want me to clean up the mess for


    you. Are you serious?”


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    Hope looked at Smollett, who fell to the ground in pain, with icy eyes.


    Smollett clutched his stomach and said with difficulty, “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t havee back to


    the country in the first ce!”


    He stumbled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.


    “We are on the same boat. You’re not nning to abandon me now, are you?” Smollett stared at Hope


    menacingly, “If I dared to call you here, do you think I wouldn’t have a backup n?”


    Hope frowned at Smollett, who burst intoughter.


    “As long as something happens to me today, a timed email will send all your deeds to Joe tomorrow,”


    Smollett spat, “Then, I wonder if you can withstand Joe’s wrath?”


    Hope didn’t expect Smollett to have a backup n and pointed at him angrily,


    “You are really cunning!”


    “So are you,” Smollett stared indifferently at Hope, “As long as I leave the country safely, all this will


    stay in my stomach.”


    Hope pondered for a moment, “Joe has already sealed off all exits. As soon as you enter the airport,


    you will be immediately locked down. If you want to leave the country, you can only take a smuggling


    boat.”


    Smollett frowned, obviously not willing to take a so-called smuggling boat,


    “Isn’t there any other way?”


    Hope sneered, “Do you think you can do anything you want here just like in Albania?”


    Smollett stared carefully at Hope for a while before reluctantly agreeing,


    “Fine, I’ll listen to you.”


    A murderous intent shed in Hope’s eyes. He never believed in the so-called keeping secrets. He only


    believed that dead people could keep all secrets.