Divorce That Scumbag And Take The Lead
“Just a man doing a job for money. Don’t worry about who I am. Choose between Evadne and Eulalia. If you want Evadne alive, bring Eulalia over, or else I’ll send you Evadne’s corpse.”
Percival stared at the text, his expression turning murderous, his pupils narrowing like a beast ready to strike its prey, but filled with darkness.
“You dare!” Percival didn’t act rashly, the seasoned leader calming himself quickly.
“Sir, I’m a desperado; I’m not afraid of death. As long as the money is right, I’ll do anything. I dare not move now, but later, who knows.” The sender sent an anonymous text and then a video to Percival’s phone.