At this moment, in a rundown motel in a suburban slum, Smollett was looking at his phone with a gloomy expression.
The motel was dirty everywhere and the soundproofing was extremely poor. Smollett even saw rats crawling from under the bed.
This made Smollett, who had always been particular about fine dining, very dissatisfied.
Just half an hour ago, he contacted Hope and asked to be escorted out of the country.
He had originally planned to use the psychological suggestions he left behind to cause Charlotte to have a mental breakdown on the spot, and use that as a bargaining chip to threaten Joe to let him go.
However, his plan was disrupted by two women around Charlotte before it could be fully implemented.
Moreover, Joe actually gathered a group of psychologists around him, all of whom were well-known in the industry, making his scheme completely fall apart and leaving him no opportunity to escape.
Thinking about it, Smollett was so angry that he wanted to grind his teeth. Why should he go through such hardships, while the masterminds Hope and Martha could continue to lurk around Joe without worries?
Soon, Hope arrived as agreed.
Smollett cautiously scanned his surroundings to make sure no one was following, then looked at the other party calmly, âI want to leave the country tomorrow. You should have a way, right?â
Hope looked at him indifferently and suddenly punched him hard in the stomach.
âI told you to be careful, but you rashly attacked Charlotte. Now you want me to clean up the mess for you. Are you serious?â
Hope looked at Smollett, who fell to the ground in pain, with icy eyes.
Smollett clutched his stomach and said with difficulty, âIf it werenât for you, I wouldnât have come back to the country in the first place!â
He stumbled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
âWe are on the same boat. Youâre not planning to abandon me now, are you?â Smollett stared at Hope menacingly, âIf I dared to call you here, do you think I wouldnât have a backup plan?â
Hope frowned at Smollett, who burst into laughter.
âAs long as something happens to me today, a timed email will send all your deeds to Joe tomorrow,â
Smollett spat, âThen, I wonder if you can withstand Joeâs wrath?â
Hope didnât expect Smollett to have a backup plan and pointed at him angrily, âYou are really cunning!â
âSo are you,â Smollett stared indifferently at Hope, âAs long as I leave the country safely, all this will stay in my stomach.â
Hope pondered for a moment, âJoe has already sealed off all exits. As soon as you enter the airport, you will be immediately locked down. If you want to leave the country, you can only take a smuggling boat.â
Smollett frowned, obviously not willing to take a so-called smuggling boat, âIsnât there any other way?â
Hope sneered, âDo you think you can do anything you want here just like in Albania?â
Smollett stared carefully at Hope for a while before reluctantly agreeing, âFine, Iâll listen to you.â
A murderous intent flashed in Hopeâs eyes. He never believed in the so-called keeping secrets. He only believed that dead people could keep all secrets.