Chapter 279 a Pervert


    Lyle didn’t turn mad. Instead, he chortled with a creepy cracked voice. “Angie, I only want you to have a


    meal with me.”


    “That’s it?” Angie didn’t believe it. She had long heard how malicious he was. Besides, she saw how


    ruthless he was to kill men.


    Lyle replied with a very rxed tone the whole time, “Yes. As long as you’re willing to eat with me, this


    matter is on me.”


    “No. I can give you two million dors more. Seven million dors to kill a woman and a child is a high


    price.” After pondering for a while, Angie was still reluctant to take the risk. If Lyle set her up, she


    couldn''t escape.


    However, Lyle only had one request--to meet her. “Angie, I don’tck money. If you don’t trust me, you


    can choose the time and location. If it doesn’t work, I don’t make this deal.”


    “You!” Angie was enraged. Obviously, Lyle was threatening her. If she was reluctant to meet him, he


    wouldn’t do this deal. Thinking that she needed his help, Angie suppressed her anger.


    After hesitating for a few seconds, she agreed reluctantly, “Okay. I’ll choose a date after a while.”


    “Deal. Now you can tell me who you want to kill,” Lyle said briskly, receiving a satisfactory answer.


    They finally got down to business. Murderous intentions emerged in her eyes. Angie gnashed viciously,


    “One is called Vivian, and the other is her child. But I only know that she went abroad. I don’t know


    where her destination is.”


    “Do you know when did she set off?” With the departure time, he could dig up the woman.


    “Yes. I’ll send you the footageter.” An idea suddenly struck Angie. Her intention to kill Angie was


    dispelled. “Lyle, don’t kill her. Help me find her address. I want to do it myself.”


    Killing Vivian in this way couldn’t vent her hatred. Angie wanted to torture her slowly and let her see her


    child die in front of her alive but helplessly, so that she could live in grief all life.


    That was the best revenge on Vivian.


    Picturing that scene, Angie felt delighted.


    From her words, Lyle could sense Angie hated Vivian so much. “Angie, you should know that I’ll satisfy


    you as long as you ask me.”


    Lyle didn’t have to say more. He knew that woman knew his meaning. He wasn’t a phnthropist. But


    he was willing to help only for her.


    The premise was that she was willing to ept him.


    Swallowing, Angie answered in a roundabout way, “Don’t worry. You have my word. I’ll give you the


    money I promised.”


    “My Angie, you’ll know I don''t want that soon. Wait for my good news.” Lyle didn’t want to argue with


    her. As long as he wanted, whether it was a person or a thing, he could get it.


    Even if he couldn’t, he wouldn’t let anyone own it and destroy it without hesitation.


    “That’s it.” Angie didn’t dare to say more to him and directly hung up the phone. She raised her hand to


    wipe her forehead and found her palms were sweaty. Unconsciously, she was in a cold sweat.


    Angie started to wonder if asking for Lyle’s help was a right choice.


    As she thought that Vivian had William’s child, her heart was like being toasted on the fire. Both her


    body and soul were desperate to tear Vivian to pieces with indignation.


    Her eyes turned unwavering gradually. If she couldn’t possess William, no one should.


    From this perspective, Angie was as selfish as Lyle. To achieve their goals, they could do anything.


    Hearing the smashing sounds in Angie’s room, servants didn’t dare to approach. The outside world


    might not know her personality, but they did.


    They knew how mercurial theirdy was.


    “Squeak—”


    Angie’s graceful figure came out of the bedroom. She condescendingly stared at the servants, who was


    shivering at the top of stairs and didn’t dare toe over, and said slowly with a voice as clear and


    pleasing as a songbird’s, “What? You heard the noise but didn’te up to clean?”


    Hearing her order, several servants immediately lowered their heads and walked over. They peeked at


    the messy room and bent their heads lower. The room was like swept by a twelfth-level tornado.


    Everything was broken. Even the curtains were torn off.


    Sharp ss debris filled the ground. It was a huge project to clean it.


    Angie seemed to read their thoughts, flicked the nonexistent dust off her fingers, and asked coldly, “Is it


    difficult?”


    The maids all shook their heads and answered apprehensively, “No, it isn’t difficult.”


    “Then why not cleaning it out?” After the servants walked in one by one, Angie let out a vicious smile.


    “Remember to squat down and pick them up one by one.”


    She emphasized the word “pick” deliberately. Tools weren’t allowed.


    “Yes, mydy.” The servants didn''t dare to resist. Bearing grievances and grudges, they squatted down


    and picked up the pieces little by little.


    Since she ordered Vivian to do thisst time, Angie had been obsessed with this feeling of torturing


    others. Like a group of ants, they squatted down and picked up the ss carefully, but the pieces still


    pricked their hands.


    The smile spread wider over her face and turned into a chortle in the end. Then Angie slowly walked


    away in a graceful manner.


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    Some young girls among them couldn’t help but sob.


    “Boo-hoo... I want to go home. I don’t want to work here...”


    “Shush, lower your voice. Don’t let Miss Angie and hostess hear it. Otherwise, you’re in trouble,” the


    senior servants reminded them kindly.


    One girl sobbed and asked with confusion, “Why? Can’t I quit my job? This is not for humans at all.”


    It was indeed a well-paid job. But it was a torture, working here with fear all day. She wanted to resign


    and leave.


    “You just graduated, right? When you just started working here, did the steward let you sign a


    contract?” the woman asked sympathetically.


    The girl nodded. “Yes.”


    Was there anything wrong with the contract?


    “I think you didn’t look through it carefully. If you work less than five years, you need topensate if


    you want to quit.”


    “Why?” The girl didn’t notice such a use at all.


    “Shush... Someone ising.” Hearing the noise, the woman hurried to push them and asked them to


    work.


    After all, she started to work quietly, lowering her head.


    The girl, who just graduated, couldn’t suppress her grievances and shouted to defend herself, “That


    rule can’t exist. If it’s true, I can hire awyer and sue them.”