SWNOVELS Chapter 89
Chapter 89
Finley pretended to enjoy this conversation.
She stepped on the accelerator and sped to a deserted mountain road in the suburbs.
When the scenery outside the car window became bleak, the man clutched his safe belt restlessly. "Beauty, do you like the excitement in the wild?" Finley sneered and didn't say anything.
The man took this silence as acquiescence. He leaned over Finley and whispered, "I love it too. By the way, what is your name?"
"Call me Heartless," Finley said in a cold voice.
"Er... What a special name! Then, you may call me Cold-blood."
The man teased Finley in a way that he thought humorous.
Finley replied with a smile, "The true name is useless in the one-night stand. Don't you think so?"
"What an insight!"
Pssst!
The car stopped at the end of a road abruptly.
It was a dead end.
Finley stopped smiling, got out of the car, pulled open the car door for the man. "Get out."
The man got out of the car with a smile and looked around.
The woods were dense with birds and bugs chirping.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, a layer of cold vapor covered the grass in the woods.
It was autumn, and it was a little cold after night fell.
"Beauty, it is cold, so why don't we get in the car?" The man came over and opened his hands to embrace Finley. Finley grabbed his arm.
Bang!
Finley threw the man on the ground over her shoulder.
Lying on the ground, the man clutched his chest and cried out in pain, "Woman, what are you doing?"
The birds were startled by this furious roar.
Finley took out a knife and pressed it against the man's artery in the throat. "Give me something."
The man was scared out of his wits. He had been expecting a romantic night with this rich beauty, but now he was afraid that he would die for this illusion.
"I will give you anything you want."
Why did Tina like this coward?
Could it be that he was good on the bed or sweettalked?
Dirk would considered it a great shame to be beaten by such a man.
"How long have you heen with that woman in the hotel today?"
Finley stepped on the belly of the man and pressed the dagger against his throat. "What woman? I don't understand what you're talking about." The man played dumb. Tina must have given this man a lot of money, so he couldn't betray her easily.
"Tell me!" Finley questioned in a stern voice, and a terrible cold light flashed in her eyes. His aura was somewhat similar to Bryan's.
A slight cut left a shallow bloodstain on the neck of the man.
Wisps of blood gushed out from the wound, and the man felt as if he had been bitten by ants.
"You're so heartless. Don't kill me. I'll tell you everything." The man was scared to death.
He didn't except that Finley was so cruel.
He was afraid to be headed.
The man had earned a lot from Tina and was tired of this old woman. He didn't want to sacrifice his
life for her.
The man decided to tell Finley the truth.
"Her name is Tina. She is Mrs. Keith. Our relationship started two years ago. We date in this hotel. She gives me an expensive gift in each meeting as long as I please her." Finley had turned on the recorder of her phone in her pocket.