His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 1206

Hell?

From the looks of it, this place was just an old, poorly equipped hospital. Why would Alexia call it hell on earth?

Elsie’s body twitched, her consciousness fading in and out. She vaguely recalled a time when she and Harvey were drinking in the wine cellar after The Velvet Haven had closed. She had only gotten close to the man to gather information, never wanting to be associated with him.

Harvey had told her that Sir was involved in the pharmaceutical business and had considerable influence in Country M, with connections to many local government officials and elites. His business was thriving.

Any drug development required clinical trials, and Sir had his own private hospital in Country M. But that hospital was a front. In its three basement levels, the beds were filled not with patients, but with human subjects for his drug experiments.

Elsie felt a horrifying sense of recognition. This place was exactly like the hellscape Harvey had described.

Could this be Chad and Alexia’s research facility?

“Heh… hell on earth… You think… that scares me?” Elsie gasped for breath, staring at Alexia’s twisted, malevolent face, resolved to take her down with her. “All those years with Avery… every day… was like living in hell… The worst that can happen is death. What is there to fear…?”

“Death? You wish!” Alexia’s eyes blazed with fury as she grabbed Elsie’s chin. “Listen to me, you bitch. In here, I am God. If I’m in a good mood, I might treat you humanely. If I’m not, I’ll make you beg for a death you’ll never get.”

Seeing no reaction in Elsie’s eyes, Alexia grew even more enraged and slapped her hard across the face. “What was Avery? He was nothing but a dog raised by Sir, and you were his pet, used by a thousand men, slept with by ten thousand. You couldn’t be more worthless! Now that you’ve latched onto the Ashbourne family and are with Elvis, you think you’re some noble lady? Elvis has just never seen you on your knees, desperately pleasing men to survive. If he had, he wouldn’t want you. The sight of you would make him sick!”

Elsie’s long lashes trembled, and tears of pain streamed down her cheeks. She had always thought these things about herself, but hearing them from Alexia’s mouth made them infinitely more cruel.

“Since you’re never getting out of here, I might as well tell you a few things,” Alexia said, caressing Elsie’s beautiful face with a sinister whisper. “I was the one who killed Avery.”

Elsie’s pupils contracted.

“And Jeff isn’t the only one whose blood is on my hands. So, don’t cross me. I’m capable of anything.”

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