Damn it! He actually got played by this little brat Aurelia. If he gets out of here, he'll definitely make her… "Ah!" Hadriel Wilson let out a miserable scream as blood gushed from his wrist, dripping down and staining the floor red. "Oh, right!" Aurelia suddenly realized, "I used the slit-wrist method. Back then, I was rushed to the ambulance and barely made it back alive. When I woke up, the 'facts' had already become: I 'deliberately seduced you', and when you found out, I killed myself out of humiliation." "Did I get it right, Mr. Wilson?" Aurelia raised her hand and stabbed a knife into Hadriel Wilson's thigh. Hadriel Wilson's face twisted with pain; his torn howls echoed through the empty factory, but not a single soul could hear him. He was losing so much blood that his lips turned pale. "Aurelia, I was wrong before, as your teacher. Please let me go, okay? I really know I was wrong, I beg you, please don't stoop to my level, just let me go." "I can kneel and beg your forgiveness, apologize and make amends. You don't have to torture me . Just think about your current status—finally, you've made it in the entertainment industry. Do you really want everything destroyed because of me, a piece of trash?" "I'll never dare again. I'll… I'll go back and resign of my own accord, voluntarily clear up what happened back then, okay?" Aurelia sneered coldly, sitting down on a chair, her long legs elegantly crossed, exuding a Queen's arrogance. "Next time you lie, make sure it isn't so easy to poke holes in it. Let you go? The next second, you'd call a press conference and throw all the filth on me. You really think I'll give you that chance?" Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩 "Don't bother worrying about me." "Oh, right." The smile at her lips deepened, her peach blossom eyes curving with a dangerous Glamour. "I just sent all your cheating videos from these years to your wife. She's busy transferring assets and about to file for divorce. You should be grateful. If I hadn't caught you, you'd have nothing left already." "W-what!" Hadriel Wilson stared in utter disbelief. Aurelia waved toward the darkness, and five or six men with seductive hips stepped out, nodding knowingly at her. Then they walked toward Hadriel Wilson— Hadriel Wilson struggled in terror and roared, "What are you doing?! What's this? What are you going to inject me with?!" These men looked thin, but they were surprisingly strong. Once they held him down, he couldn't move at all. A syringe was plunged into his body. The group exchanged glances, and their hands started working under Hadriel Wilson's clothes— "Just kill me, Aurelia! Why don't you just kill me? What the hell is this?!" "Get the fuck off me, don't touch me—ahh, it hurts!" Once they started, Aurelia got up and walked out of the factory. Hadriel Wilson's curses raged from within, but soon, his voice grew weaker…and was finally replaced by another kind of sound. Aurelia narrowed her eyes as the sunset's dim yellow light spilled across her face. Her long legs didn't stop; she stepped into the car, hit the gas, and sped away— "Aurelia, that Vianne Collins you asked me to watch a few days ago—she suddenly vanished." Back at home, Aurelia received a message from Hadrian Turner. Aurelia arched her delicate brows. "You can probably track down where she is now, right?" "Hehe, you really know me." This line wasn't sent to Aurelia, it was something Hadrian Turner muttered to himself. "She's still in Q City. I found out someone ordered a massive blacklist on her yesterday."