Lahat ng Kabanata ng Deal Or No Deal!: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 25

LutherThe shameless pair didn’t know they were living on borrowed time. Tsk! They had the guts to come to my house just to demand more benefits. Hmmph! I wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t say a single word about their supposedly injured son. All they wanted was more benefits. They could enjoy it while it lasted, for all I cared. As I descended the stairs, I watched as Bertha Finley cried those crocodile tears. She thought that I couldn’t tell how fake those were. She really believed their plan was as foolproof as before, huh? What a fool I was to cherish these vultures in the past!“Luther, my dear, what happened? Why did you drink again, son? Are you okay?” Tsk! Drink again? How ridiculous! When have I ever gotten drunk and misbehaved before? How would I dare to have a mother like this? Come to think of it, which vulnerable person wouldn’t enjoy such a fake favor?A small smile laced my lips, seemingly making me look helpless. Oh, they loved the helpless Luther, who looked to t

Andromeda“B…Boss…” My chest felt so tight that I dropped to my knees and held onto my breath in silence. “I…” Even when I finally got my voice back, I couldn’t say a single word.Meanwhile, the man whose mere presence tormented me this way didn’t give a damn about anything. All I smelled was the thick scent of smoke from his cigar. The air around him was obviously colder.“Did you forget any personal belongings?” What! What personal belongings? I came to this house empty-handed. There was nothing on me at the time. I couldn’t even tell where he placed my phone, so why would Luther ask if I forgot any personal belongings in the room? Shit! He knew it. He could tell I tried to run away but came back for some reason. “B… Boss, I… I…” Gosh! How on earth would I make him understand that I changed my mind and came back willingly? “Get out!” What! “Huh?” Did Luther just tell me to get out? To where? This is my room, for crying out loud. “Boss?” I finally regained my wits and called out

LutherI was in a terrible mood when the Finleys came here. Not even in my wildest dreams did I expect them to make this trip. I held myself back from snapping their necks or even giving the order for them to be gunned down where they stood. However, there was no reason to rush it. I would take my sweet time to torture that family as much as they tortured me back then. When I saw them cowering like the cowards they were, nothing made me more thrilled than the horror on their faces. To think the mere sound of gunshots caused them to be this shaken. Tsk! What if they had a gun pointed at their heads? How would they even have reacted when everyone around them breathed their last? I bet those two hadn’t even seen a person bleed out before. Probably, the closest they ever got to a gory scene was a knife accident in the kitchen. They had the guts to ask me if I had experienced a shootout in the villa before. I went through hell when they all ganged up to eliminate me. I walked through f