Chapter 302
Sweet Subterfuge
âAre you satisfied now that youâve ruined our lives? he shouted angrily, his bloodshot eyes red with fury.
Remaining silent, Larissa kept her head down She tried to avoid eye contact with Jay so as to not trigger his anger any further.
Even so, Jay was unwilling to let her off the h ook He kicked her repeatedly, leaving bruises and marks on her limbs, abdomen, and lace.
âYou bit ch, why arenât you saying anything? What happened to your sharp tongue and quick wit? Canât say a word now, can you?â Jayâs assault became more violent as the expression on his face appeared increasingly deranged.
Larissa could taste the metallic taste of blood in her mouth.
Her body was screaming with pain, aching at the repeated blows that she endured.
At that moment, the only thought in her mind was for Kevan to come and save her as soon as possible.
She waited and waited desperately hoping for Kevanâs arrival Finally, the door to the rooftop opened. However, it wasnât Kevan who appeared, but his assistant.
Jay dragged Larissa up from the ground and forced her to stand in hont of him, protecting himself with her body.
âWho are you?â he asked. âWhereâs Kevan?â
âMr. Rogers has other urgent matters to attend to and canât come at the moment,â Kevanâs assistant replied. âIâm his assistant and I represent him fully. If you have any requests, address them to me.â
âHeâs busy? He canât come now?â Jay suddenly burst into laughter. âB itch, did you hear that?â
Grabbing Larissa by the hair, Jay forced her to look into his eyes. âIt seems like your husband couldnât care less about your safety! Your Gile is less important than his work matters! Donât you regret marrying him now?â
Larissa lowered her gaze and replied helplessly, âYes.â
Jay let out a maniacallaugh. âYou deserve this for looking down on my son! My son Pausing to take a breath, a sorrowful expression appeared on Jayâs lace and he bawled. âMy sonâs life was ruined by y o u, bitch! Youâve destroyed his entire life!â
Larissa couldnât help but tremble with lear. Jayâs crared state was truly terrifying.
âJay!â Kewanâs assistant approached them, âState your demands.â
âMy demands?â Jay stared at him and smirked sinisterly, âI want that b astard, Kevin, dead. Can you full that?â
lore practical requests.â
Kevanâs assistant remained calm, âNo, I canât. I sincerely advise you to come up with more âIs this how you negotiate with someone? Jay was turned off by the assistantâs attitude.
Struggling, he camed Larissa and hauled her onto the railing. âYouâd better believe 111 push her off the rool right now!
With her hands and feet tied, Larissa was unable to keep her balance as she sat on the raling.
She tried to lean back as far as possible so that her body wouldnât sway.
heart felt like it would leap out from her chest.
A slight touch from Jay would tip Larissa over and send her plunging to her death âIf you kill her, you will have nothing to bargain with me,â Revanâs assistant reminded Jar âI donât want to waste any more time negotiating with you! Jay climbed onto the ralling, scrambling with his hands and feel. âTell Kevan that either he dies today, or his wife dies. Make him choose!â
Jayâs stubbornness finally made Kevanâs assistant hesitate.
He said, âI need to make a phone call to Mr. Rogers.â
âCall him here, immediately!â Jay ordered.
The assistant dated Keyanâs number on the spot.
Put him on the speakerphone Jay commanded.
The assistant obediently put the call on the speaker.
âHelloâ Kevanâs voice rang out. âIs everything resolved?â
The assistant gave Jay a glance and answered, âJay said that either you die or Ms. Seymour dies.â
âItâs such a simple choice, do you really need to call me for that?â Kevan sounded impatient.
The underlying meaning of his words â
Bling her lower lip, Larissa stared intently at the assistantâs phone.