Bogus Billionaire novel (Caroline and Kirk) novel Chapter 639

Chapter 639 

“You might not have met him,” said Gwen. 

“But he might’ve seen you lots of times before. Think about it.” 

She counted her fingers and added, “Besides the incident related to Howard last time, he even 

helped you with the PR problem during Mr. Morrison Senior’s banquet back then. 

“Why would he keep an eye on you if he had no feelings for you?” 

Caroline knitted her brows. Gwen’s words made sense. After all, nothing came for free, and no one 

would be so kind for no reason at all. 

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“But you shouldn’t worry about it too much.” 

Gwen continued, “You’re attending Mr. Morrison Senior’s funeral soon, right? You’ll get to see 

Eddy’s second uncle there. 

“By then, you can poke around and be discreet when you ask him about it,” said Gwen. 

“If we overthink things, you’ll just have to avoid him in the future. If he has eyes for you, though, 

you would have to hurry and ask Kirk to resign.” 

“I know.” Caroline nodded to show her understanding. 

Gwen patted her on the shoulder to reassure her. After that, they didn’t talk about it anymore. 

In the basement, Kirk showed no mercy as he harshly pulled the tape off Howard’s face. The older 

man screamed in agony. 

“Carry on screaming,” Kirk told him. The lights were already switched off. 

In the darkness of the room, Kirk plucked out a lighter and flicked the spark wheel over and over. The sound of the sparks was especially clear and crisp. 

The ruthlessness in Kirk’s voice made Howard realize that there was nothing he could do to 

improve his situation. “Just kill me already!” He yelled. 

He had suffered enough after being tortured by Kirk for such a long time. As much as Howard feared death, it would be better just to die and put an end to this suffering once and for all. 

With a flick, the flame reappeared at the top of the lighter and vaguely illuminated Kirk’s 

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As good–looking as Kirk was, Howard thought his face was no different than a demon’s. Back then, he had heard the foreigners say that no one should ever offend Kirk. 

It was said that Kirk had countless ways to torment others. The victims would never know when their suffering would end. 

“You seek death, huh? Do you think I’ll grant it to you just because you wished for it? You think too kindly of me.” 

Kirk turned to look at Howard with derision in his eyes. “Weren’t you trying to tell Caroline something just now?” 

Howard froze, horrified at Kirk’s demeanor. “If you don’t kill me, I’ll tell her that you’re Eddy’s second uncle sooner or later.” 

“Sure.” Kirk snickered. 

“Now then, let me cut off your tongue. 

As he spoke, he produced a knife from God knows where. The steel blade glinted coolly in the flickering light of the lighter’s flame. 

Howard was on the verge of wetting his pants when he saw the knife. Still, he tried to be adamant by saying, “I can write with my hand even if you cut my tongue off. I’ll find a way to tell Caroline the truth as long as I live.” 

“It doesn’t matter,” said Kirk as he flicked the knife in a swift motion in his hand. 

“I’ll chop off both your hands before you can even try. I’ll do what I have to, regardless of the means you use to tell her about it.” 

Howard was about to lose his sanity. “Since you’re so afraid of letting her discover your identity, you should just kill me. Finish me off to end things once and for all.”