Overflowing Hidden Feelings: This CEO Is Hard to Please!
Chapter 982 - 982 Let you watch how he dies

Chapter 982: Let you watch how he dies Chapter 982: Let you watch how he dies Looking into his eyes, Victoria Garcia instinctively trembled with fear, even doubting whether she would still be alive to see Arnold Johnson.

“Miss Garcia, please sit!” the man still used the same tone when speaking to her.

Although he tried to put on a smiling face, his smile was more terrifying than when he had no expression; his entire face had stiffened to the point where it couldn’t freely express his emotions.

It was easy to imagine that this man had suffered severe and great injuries, surviving only by clinging to a strong will.

The more such a person existed, the more terrifying they became.

“Untie Miss Garcia,” the man continued.

No sooner had he spoken than a black-clothed man came over to untie her.

Victoria Garcia sat opposite him and asked, “Are you from the Magnate Family of the International Gangster?”

“Miss Garcia is smarter and more perceptive than I imagined, indeed more captivating than that girl named Julia. No wonder Arnold Johnson cares so much about you,” the man unceremoniously admitted.

At this point, it was essentially time for full disclosure. Since they had met, there was no need to hide his identity any longer; what his true intentions were remained unclear.

“What are all these schemes really for?” Of course, what Victoria most wanted to know was about her mother’s death, “What was your aim in orchestrating my mother’s death?”

The man let out a strange laugh.

It was especially chilling to listen to, as if a cold wind from the Underworld Palace itself was blowing ominously.

“Honestly, I just found it quite amusing. Think about it, what would your reaction be if you found out your mother died because of Arnold Johnson right after you fell in love with him? How would you treat Arnold Johnson? And how would Arnold Johnson react because of you?”

“Aren’t you out for revenge? Don’t you think playing these games is a waste of time and energy?” Victoria felt the man before her was beyond the description of deranged.

“After my family was destroyed and my people lost, I barely survived. At the time, I indeed wanted to fight to the death with Arnold Johnson, but back then I didn’t have the capability to kill him, so I gave up. In these past few years, when I acquired the ability to kill him, I felt simply killing him or eradicating the Johnson family was actually quite boring,” the man’s eyes, as if penetrating into one’s mind, suggested. “Of course, I was also concerned that if I miscalculated even a little and aroused Arnold Johnson’s suspicion, then things could get very troublesome for me. So after much consideration, this kind of game was more amusing than an assassination attempt on Arnold Johnson.”

Amusing? Where exactly was the fun in this?

“Let me introduce myself, I’m Bruce Bartley! Sounds like ‘not dead’ in your Chinese, haha…” After saying this, Bruce looked at Victoria and laughed loudly.

Victoria really disliked hearing him laugh; the sound was too terrifying.

“Looking at your condition, it doesn’t seem too optimistic. Are you planning to kidnap me to negotiate terms with Arnold Johnson?” Victoria felt that understanding his actual intentions was more practical.

“Rest assured, I will most definitely take Arnold Johnson down with me before I die,” Bruce said with full confidence, “With you and your child in my hands, Arnold Johnson has no conditions to negotiate when he’s in front of me. He has to listen to me, and he will have to do whatever I tell him to.”

Having the power to completely control life and death in his hands filled Bruce with particular satisfaction and thrill.

“Are you that confident you will win?”

“Before I win, why don’t I show you how he dies!”