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Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1030

Two hitmen gave the boss a simultaneous glance, their bodies shivering in fear. They hurriedly fished out their phones from their pockets.

"But... we don't have Helen's contact," one stammered. "It's always her minions who get in touch with us. What now?"

Evan furrowed his brow, hardly surprised.

That old witch, Helen, had some brains. In the dirty business of murder, she'd never dirty her hands directly. She'd make sure she was squeaky clean.

No matter, chopping off one of her hands would still make her scream.

She thought she could wash her hands off this mess? Not a chance!

"Whoever contacted you, call them back. Make Helen believe I'm already dead. And if you dare slip up, you won't like what I'll do!"

The hitmen nodded frantically and immediately called Helen's personal assistant,

"The job's done. When do we get the rest of our money?"

"Are you sure the kid's dead?" Helen's assistant inquired.

"Absolutely sure."

"Send a video."

"A video? After the deed, we heard some noises nearby and had to climb over the wall to escape. You didn't say anything about a video."

The assistant glanced at Helen before asking, "Was it brutal?"

"Yeah, just like you wanted... we... we sliced him up a hundred times and even cut off his tongue."

Helen, listening in, felt a wave of satisfaction.

Cutting off Evan's tongue was her command, a revenge for the humiliation she suffered from Elysia and her sons!

Helen gave her assistant a look, who then asked,

"Did you gouge out his eyes? Did you slice his nose?"

The hitmen involuntarily glanced at Evan, trembling.

Evan, with a cold glare, thought: Cutting tongues, gouging out eyes, slicing noses... 'Evil' was an understatement for this old witch!

He gestured for the hitmen to reply.

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