You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 320

Trishia looked at the four hostages in front of her filled with animosity then after, she grinned. It's payback time!

Sen. Meyer's men hastily get rid of their blindfolds at the same time. The looks of hostages were horrified upon seeing Trishia sitting in front of them with a big wicked grin. Her eyes were sparkling with an eyebrow curled upward.

"Booo!" Trishia sounded in a surprising suspenseful tone. "Happy to see me again? I hope I didn't disappoint you by seeing me sooner than you expected." Trishia said full of sarcasm. The four hostages were the rude policeman, the fat woman, and her two buddies who were now trembling in fright. They were like seeing a ghost as their eyes widened in disbelief and fear. The greatest shock was with the fat woman who had lost her braveness and confidence. She was like a lost puppy who wanted to amend her sins with frightful eyes same as the rude policeman. The two women were already whimpering afraid of Trishia's vengeance. They also lost their cheerful giggles and fun.

Trishia liked her sight very much. Very much that she could jump and shout for satisfaction. She couldn't believe that she could get her revenge as early as this one.

"So, do you like my surprise, my daughter?" Sen. Meyer butted in handing Trishia a gun. Trishia didn't answer but she accepted the gun. She stood up then she strode toward the hostages who were now kneeling on the ground begging for their lives to be spared.

"Eennie...Mennie...Miney..Mo... Boom!" Trishia pointed the gun at the hostages' heads. The muzzle of her gun traveled every head of the hostages and then ended up on the fat woman's head.

"Please! No! I'm sorry for what I have done. I'm very sorry. Please spare my life! Please!" The fat woman pleaded. She seemed going to have a heart attack.

Still pointing her gun, Trishia looked at the fat woman in disgust. "Look at me! Look at what have you done to my hair!" Trishia roared angrily. "My hair's worth could not be paid by your peasant life. Do you know that?" Trishia added pointing the muzzle to the fat woman's forehead. The fat woman helplessly crawled onto the ground and hugged Trishia's foot but Trishia kicked right away and shot the ground which made the fat woman back to her original position horrified.

Trishia was sick and very disgusted by her touch and she had enough of it. "Touch me once again and you will die first!" She roared.

The two women cried even more hearing the gunshot. Looking at them, Trishia's smile widened. She strode toward the two. Using her gun, Trishia lifted their heads to face her. "Where are your giggles? Why are you two crying now? Come one laugh! Laugh now or else I will blow your heads off!" Trishia ordered hatefully as she pointed the gun at them. The two women looked at each scared. Who would want to laugh at their situation? "Laugh!" Trishia shouted impatiently. The two shivered in fright.

"Ha... Ha...ha..." The thin woman started. It was a low haha just to follow Trishia's order. The curly woman still could not utter any word so Trishia got pissed. She pointed her gun at the woman's forehead. The woman trembled tremendously. Trishia had still fresh memory of this woman. She was the one who pulled her hair and boastfully made fun of her. Her giggles and bully expression were all fresh in her mind. Trishia grinned wider. She was about to pull the trigger when the thin woman shouted. "Please stop! Spare my sister's life!"

Trishia frowned. So the two women happened to be siblings.

"Interesting!" Trishia commented. "Very interesting!" Her words carried emphasis like she already had fun in her mind.

Then she strode to the rude policeman whose head was facing the ground. Trishia could still feel the pain from his hard grip. He roughly pushed her like an animal that was going to be slaughtered inside the cell.

"What about you die first?" Trishia pointed the muzzle on his forehead. Trishia could see a great fear in the policeman's eyes which made her delighted. The cruel policeman was now a coward hostage. "Oh! Did you just pee in your pants?" Trishia blurted out along with her chuckles when she saw the man's trembling stance.

"Huh! You put me in that cell so you die first!" Trishia regained her anger. She was about to pull the trigger but the curly woman shouted. "Please no! Spare my boyfriend's life!"

Hearing her, Trishia frowned again then her lips widened revealing her white porcelain teeth. "This is even more interesting!" Trishia's voice was very excited. She seemed to have the most exciting plan as her eyes sparkled. Then she sat back in her chair and signal Sen. Meyer's men to bring the hostages closer to her.

"Okay, this is what we are going to do." Trishia sniffed deeply before she continued. "Since you girls love to giggle what about you give us some entertainment." Trishia smiled wickedly.

The four hostages' expressions got more horrified. With Trishia, they felt the king of devils would punish them. It felt like judgment day. With the Senator's men behind Trishia, her plan was perfect.

"Okay! You!" Sitting on her chair like a queen guarded by her armies, Trishia pointed her gun at the fat woman. The fat woman panicked seeing Trishia. "Stand up!" Trishia demanded. The fat woman felt a little relieved for such an easy task as she quickly stood up. "Strip!" Trishia added with a pathetic expression. The fat woman's eyes widened in fear. Seeking a dozen of men around her, she felt embarrassed as she could not even move. "Do you hear me? Strip!" Trishia roared impatiently pointing her gun at the fat woman.

"Okay! Okay! Please don't shoot me!" The fat woman pleaded and started to take off her shirt. "Faster... My finger is getting impatient." She sounded calm but dangerous when delayed.

Hearing Trishia, the fat woman quickly took off her pants. She was very scared and she had no time to hesitate. Being naked in front of men was no deal if it could save her life but it was the most humiliating.

"Oh!!!" The men blurted out seeing the fat woman's fat naked body. It was not amazement but disgust.

Trishia smiled satisfyingly. "Now, dance!" Trishia whirled her gun but it still pointed at the fat woman.

The woman trembled terribly. She deeply regretted bullying a Trishia Meyer, especially cutting her hair. If only she knew how evil Trishia is, she would not mind serving Trishia. She would be a loyal slave to Trishia but it was too late. Too late for her regrets.

"Dance gracefully of I will shoot you!" Trishia angrily roared. The fat woman danced quickly following Trishia's order. Trishia was very satisfied hearing the Senator's men's laughter and having fun with their entertainment.

"Don't stop or I will shoot you!" Trishia threatened the fat woman. The woman continued dancing sexily with her naked fat body exposed fearful of Trishia's temper.

"You two! You're next. Strip!" The gun was transferred to the siblings. The two didn't move. They were both trembling tremendously. "Come on! Let me hear you giggles while dancing naked in front of these men." Trishia commanded along with her silly chuckles.

"No!" The rude policeman sounded looking at his girlfriend. It seemed that the man was very protective of his girl. Trishia felt more interested in it. Her eyes instantly sparked like she got a better idea.

"Oh! How sweet!" Trishia commented sarcastically as she put her legs crossed over the other.

"Then, you girl you have to choose. I will shoot him or you strip!" Trishia smirked waiting for the curly woman's answer. "Strip or I will kill him!" Trishia roared impatiently. The curly woman hurriedly took off her shirt. She got a beautiful body among the two women so the men got excited. "Dance!" Trishia screamed angrily seeing the two siblings standing frozen. They looked at each other then they began to sway their hips. It seemed the two were not just siblings but also partners in crime. They had great coordination not only in giggling but also in dancing. Trishia could clearly see it and it made her more excited.

The men were cheering the naked girls in front. They became excited when the curly girl entered the show.

"You next!" Trishia pointed at the policeman. "Strip!" She ordered impatiently. "Don't make me say it again because I bet you will not like it," Trishia mumbled confidently.