The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

There’s no Victor here, the only one in the apartment is Ivy Evans.

Sabrina Conner had investigated thoroughly before coming, yet this woman still tried to play tricks on them.

Sabrina Conner said to Barnes Smythe, "Do I look like an idiot?"

"You don’t look like an idiot..." The rest of the sentence: Actually, you are an idiot. Barnes Smythe thought it would be embarrassing to say that in front of others, so he held back.

"Then why does this woman treat me like a fool?"

"Because she’s the idiot!" Barnes Smythe replied.

Sabrina Conner chuckled, "Victor, huh? Fine, call him out then." As if they were fools.

Ivy Evans didn’t expect them not to fall for it, she was momentarily at a loss. This apartment was highly secure; most people wouldn’t be able to get in. Likewise, it was not easy for her to call for help.

"What exactly do you want?" Ivy Evans asked.

"Hehe..."

Ivy Evans said, "You want money, right? I still have a lot of money here, I’ll give it all to you if you just let me go."

"We don’t want money."

Ivy Evans asked again, "Then you mean to assault me?"

Sabrina Conner: ...

Ivy Evans wasn’t concerned about her chastity at all; it was already gone long ago. Besides, the two men in front of her looked pretty good; she wouldn’t be at a loss.

Ivy Evans said, "Do you want a threesome? Bondage... I’ll cooperate with whatever you want, please don’t hurt me."

Sabrina Conner glanced at Barnes Smythe and spoke in Amwan Language, "Seems like ’rape then kill’ and ’kill then rape’ have no threat to this woman."

Barnes Smythe replied, "Probably, whether you ’rape then kill’ or ’kill then rape,’ she’d even be pleased."

"How can there be such a woman in this world?" Sabrina Conner had a further understanding of the creature called woman.

Women were terrifying.

Ivy Evans didn’t understand what they were saying. To ensure her safety, she enthusiastically started taking off her clothes, treating the two like ordinary thieves, thinking that a little treat would make them leave.

Sabrina Conner watched as Ivy Evans stripped with such ease, stunned, damn, how desperate could she be? He hadn’t said anything yet, right?

"Put your clothes back on!" Sabrina Conner ordered.

’Rape then kill’ and ’kill then rape’ were completely unsuitable for Ivy Evans.

Ivy Evans saw the two men really had no such intentions, her face flushed slightly and she awkwardly put her clothes back on.

"Then what do you want to do?" Ivy Evans couldn’t figure out their goal.

"Do you still have the poison you used on Sixth Master?" Sabrina Conner asked.

"Sixth Master? Who?"

"Adrian Desmond?"

Ivy Evans exclaimed in surprise, "My uncle-in-law?"

"Yes."

Ivy Evans scrutinized the two young men before her, and hearing they were from Adrian Desmond, she became increasingly uneasy.

She had kept it secret, so how did they know about her drugging Adrian Desmond?

"Is uncle-in-law still not better?" Ivy Evans asked quietly, head down.

"Thanks to you, no."

Sabrina Conner asked, "Do you still have the poison you used on Sixth Master?"

Ivy Evans’ eyes glinted as she argued, "What poison? I don’t know what you’re talking about."

"Not willing to tell the truth, are you?"

"I really don’t know what you’re talking about... that’s my uncle-in-law, how could I possibly drug him? You must be mistaken."

Ivy Evans, with a look of innocence, put on quite an act; if Sabrina Conner didn’t know her true nature, he might have been fooled.

"Ivy Evans, since I’ve found you here, I’m naturally certain it’s your doing. I advise you to honestly tell us everything you know, or else..."

"I don’t know anything," Ivy Evans denied firmly.

Barnes Smythe yawned and said, "Stop wasting words with her. Use your interrogation tactics, one by one, I don’t believe she won’t confess."

"Hmm."

Seeing the woman wouldn’t cry until she saw the coffin, Sabrina Conner took out a leather pouch, opened it, revealing knives of various sizes, resembling surgical tools.

"What are you going to do?"

"I recently learned from TV about ’death by a thousand cuts’ as a method of killing. You Orienta people really know how to play. I want to try... slicing strips of flesh from a person’s body, hehe... it must be interesting."

Sabrina Conner asked Barnes Smythe, "How many cuts in ’death by a thousand cuts’?"

"3600 cuts."

Sabrina Conner took out a sharp dagger, intending to cut 3600 times, Ivy Evans broke into a cold sweat and turned to run into the room.

Barnes Smythe also ran to block Ivy Evans’ way, kicking her in the belly, knocking her to the ground.

Barnes Smythe said impatiently, "Hurry up, finish this so we can go back and sleep."

"Murder is illegal, you’ll go to jail," Ivy Evans shouted.

The two had many lives on their hands, not fearing one more.

"That’s none of your concern."

Sabrina Conner walked over, first stripping the clothes off Ivy Evans, binding her, dagger in hand, his eyes roaming over her body.

Other men would have been aroused by this sight, but Sabrina Conner was just thinking about how to evenly distribute the over 3000 cuts on her.

"You’ve got plenty of meat; cutting over 3000 times shouldn’t be a problem."

Barnes Smythe said, "Do it quickly, we’ll leave before dawn."

"Alright."

Ivy Evans watched them speak in a language she didn’t understand, trembling. They hadn’t said many threatening words, but she knew they weren’t joking.

"What do you want to know?"

"Do you still have the poison you used on Sixth Master?" Sabrina Conner asked.

"Yes! Yes!" Ivy Evans said fearfully.

"Where is it?"

"At my home." Ivy Evans said cooperatively.

"Take us there!"

Ivy Evans said, "I was kicked out by my grandfather, he said if I dare enter the house again, he’d break my legs."

"I’ll take you to your family. If we don’t find the poison, I’ll make sure to cut 750 times!" Sabrina Conner threatened.

"There is some left," Ivy Evans confirmed, sounding truthful.

Sabrina Conner took out a bottle of medicine, saying, "Drink this."

"What?"

"A medicine that’ll make you feel heavenly."

"Aphrodisiac?" Ivy Evans asked.

"Sort of."

Ivy Evans had taken aphrodisiacs before to spice things up with men, so she didn’t think much of it, as long as it wasn’t poison.

"If I take this and give you the drug that man gave me, will you let me go?"

"..."

"I was forced..." Ivy Evans said without skipping a beat, "That man threatened me using my ****, I had no choice... boo hoo..."