Meeting The One For Me

Jim nodded eagerly, looking at Ryan with hope in his eyes.

“I do know! You’re kind. Matthew, you’ve always been a kind and gentle kid.”

Ryan’s indifferent expression remained unchanged, and he looked at Jim as if he were looking at an inanimate object.

“The biggest difference between me and them is that I don’t leave future trouble behind.

Daniel, who had been watching from the side, smirked and made a throat–slitting gesture to his men. “Send them all on their way.”

“No bloodshed,” Ryan said indifferently.

Daniel’s men dragged Jim and his family toward the pool.

“No! No! Matthew! Spare Mandy! Spare Mandy!” Jim kicked and thrashed with his feet wildly.

“Don’t harm my wife and daughter! Even the underworld adheres to this rule! Matthew, you can’t be so heartless!”

Ryan turned his back to Jim, putting on his vest and suit jacket. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Damn it!” Daniel kicked Jim in the face. “When you harmed Mr. Kingston’s family, why didn’t you think about sparing innocent lives?”

“Matthew! I beg you! Please, spare Mandy! Consider the time when she played with you as a child, spare her!” Jim didn’t know what to do, his voice hoarse as he cried and pleaded until he saw his wife and daughter being brought over.

Jim then cursed angrily, “Matthew! You will have a miserable end! If you have grudges, kill me! It’s me who caused the death of your parents. Kill me!”

“Matthew?” Mandy, who was being pushed down the stairs, widened her eyes and looked toward Jim.

She could only see Ryan’s silhouette as he buttoned his suit. Tears streamed down her face. Matthew, you’re still alive? Is that really you, Matthew?”

Jim’s wife trembled in fear, calling out to Jim continuously.

Daniel forcefully pushed Mandy and Jim’s wife into the pool.

“Today is the anniversary of Mr. and Mrs. Kingston’s death. Let’s send your family after

them to atone for your sins in the afterworld.” Daniel’s expression was grim.

Jim watched in horror as his wife and daughter were pushed into the pool.

“I have evidence! I’ll give you the evidence, Matthew! I’ll give it to you, so please spare them! I beg you! I’m begging you!” Jim knelt, crying and pleading. “I’ll give you the evidence! Only I know where it’s hidden! Please spare my wife and daughter!”

Upon hearing this, Ryan paused for a moment. He didn’t say anything and then walked up

the stairs.

Daniel’s cold, pale face carried a sinister look as he squatted by the pool.

He grabbed Jim’s collar and patted his face. “I hope your evidence can save your sorry excuse of a family,”

Daniel released him and spoke up, “Let them soak in this pool until we get the evidence.”

Daniel emerged from the basement and saw Ryan coming out of the washroom upstairs. He said, “Once we have the evidence, I’ll finish them off.”

“Don’t dirty your hands.”

Daniel was somewhat puzzled.

He was unsure whether Ryan meant not to get his hands dirty while killing Jim or to just let his men do the killing instead.