Chapter 4 A Hint

Zack couldn't believe that the man in front of him was Sean. The man had always been a coward-he didn't dare to utter a word, let alone strike him.

In the past, Sean always ran away from him like a mouse escaping from the cat. He was too afraid to even breathe aloud.

"Who do you think I am?" Murray squatted beside Zack and slapped him across the face.

With a cruel look on his face, Zack yelled, "Sean Chu! You have offended me. I will make sure you can't see the sun tomorrow!" His voice was taut with anger.

He didn't expect that the man had pretended to be a weakling all along.

No wonder his men had failed to kill him.

Before Zack could utter another word, a series of loud thuds echoed across the silent place.

Zack squinted at the man, his face swollen.

"Let's see who is going to see the sun tomorrow and who isn't!" Murray smiled, gently blowing his own palm.

"You... You fucking loser! How dare you talk to me like that?" Zack sneered, covering his swollen face.

However, he soon regretted it.

Murray kicked him repeatedly. Zack rolled on the ground and eventually lay prone, gasping for breath.

"You..." Zack was a little confused. He looked up at Murray and felt as if death had come in the form of this man.

He wanted to get up, but his body refused to cooperate. He felt as if all his bones were shattered to pieces-every inch of his body hurt.

He couldn't understand where Sean had got all his power from. The man's one kick sent pain coursing through his body.

A shiver ran down his spine when he saw Murray walking toward him.

Fear of death consumed him. It was nothing like he had felt before. At that moment, his desire to stay alive grew stronger.

"You... I'm sorry, Mr. Chu. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have been rude. I know you are a broad-minded guy. Please forgive me."

Zack apologized over and over again.

He feared that Sean might kill him if he didn't surrender. His best course of action in a situation like this was to apologize.

"Well, it's indeed your fault." Murray nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it's my fault. It's all my fault!" Zack replied desperately.

"You are a thick-skinned buffalo. Look at my palm. It has turned red." Murray waved his hand in front of Zack.

The man involuntarily shielded his head with his hands, fearing that the other man would strike him again.

Murray's palm looked plump and rosy.

"Besides, it's a little numb. I think I need to see a doctor."

Zack felt dizzy. He almost fainted when he understood what was going on.

'I should be the one who is in desperate need of medical aid, but he is whining after almost beating me to death!'

"You don't have to pay too much for my medical expenses. A hundred thousand dollars would suffice!" Murray stretched out his hand to him.

"What the..." Zack swallowed the cuss word and looked at him.

"What? You won't cover my medical expenses?" Murray arched an eyebrow and stared into his eyes.

"I... I'll pay for it!" Zack hissed through his teeth.

He hadn't uttered a word about seeking medical aid despite writhing in pain, but his assaulter wanted to see the doctor because his fleshy palm had turned red.

"I...I don't have so much cash with me." Zack fumbled in his pocket and suddenly felt a pang of fear engulfing him.

The fear made him realize that death would come to him if he didn't give the man the money he asked for.

"Are you a fool? You can sign a check." An evil grin stretched across Murray's lips.

Zack clenched his jaw, suppressing his anger. He wanted to kill the man with his bare hands.

However, his rage turned to fear when he met Murray's fierce eyes.

"Okay, okay. I will write a check."

Zack slowly pulled a checkbook from his pocket. He shifted his position on the ground and quickly scribbled a series of numbers.

"You're so generous, Mr. Song. Thank you." Murray took the check, smiling.

'Fucking asshole!'

Zack wanted to tear him to pieces, but all he could do now was smile at the man.

"It's my pleasure."

"All right, then. You can leave now!" Murray put away the check and waved his hand as if sweeping a piece of dirt from the ground.

"Okay, I'll go now!" Zack was fuming with rage, but he didn't dare to show it. He slowly staggered to his feet, wincing in pain. Just as he was about to leave, Murray stopped him.

"Mr. Song, I want you to roll out of this place." He smiled innocently.

Zack glared at him. However, he had no choice but to listen to him. He obediently lay on the ground and slowly rolled out of the villa.

After reaching the gate, Zack stood up, anger coursing through his veins.

"Wait and see, Sean Chu! I won't spare you! God! Ouch!"

There was a big hole on the roadside for planting a tree that wasn't visible in the dim streetlight.

Zack missed a step and passed out on the spot.

Murray stood still. He was aware of what happened outside but chose not to help him.

After what Zack had done to Sean, he felt that letting him leave the place alive was a big favor.

Murray's eyes twinkled as he looked at the check.

A knowing smile stretched across his lips.

'Is Sean dead?' he thought.

If so, Murray could live Sean's life and be Janice's husband.

He suddenly felt a fresh burst of energy.

"Honey, I'm coming!"

Murray grinned and ran into the house. There was no one in the living room.

"Make a glass of milk and bring it to me," Janice said, leaning against the handrail of the second floor.

Murray lifted his head and saw her toned legs. She was wearing a short skirt that somehow made her legs look longer.

Passion coursed through his veins.

He wondered if she was giving him a hint.

Murray ran into the kitchen and grabbed a carton of milk from the fridge to heat it.

He swiftly boiled the milk and ran upstairs.

The man looked around and soon found Janice's room.

A faint fragrance wafted in the air as soon as he opened the door.

He heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom. His gaze instantly flitted to the frosted glass door of the bathroom that revealed a blurry silhouette of a woman's body.

Murray's eyes widened as he felt the temperature of his body rising.

Janice had asked him to come upstairs, and she was taking a shower now.

Everything was happening too fast.

Murray felt the blood gushing through his body.

He couldn't control his passion any longer.

'I am going to take possession of someone's wife soon!'

The thought made him uncomfortable, but he soon remembered that Sean was dead and she was his wife from now on.

Murray gawked at the bathroom without blinking. The movement of the figure inside made his stomach flutter.

He didn't think that Janice would be sexually active. The mere thought excited him.

Just then, the bathroom door flew open, waking him from his fantasy. Janice walked out barefoot in her nightgown.

Murray's breath caught in his throat. He licked his lips and continued to stare at her.

Janice gasped in shock the moment she opened the door. The man was staring at her like a predator waiting to catch his prey.

"Sean, why are you still here?"

"Honey, didn't you ask me to come?" Murray winked. He then rubbed his palms and walked toward her, grinning.

"Stop!" Janice glared at him.

'What does he want to do?' The lust in his eyes made her uncomfortable.

"Honey, don't waste time. We need to sleep together soon."

"Sleep?" Janice waved her hands in exasperation.

"Are you crazy, Sean? If you want to sleep, go to your room! What the hell are you doing here?"

The sudden change in Sean's behavior confused her. The man had been surprising her since she found him. He wasn't like a walking zombie anymore.

He was eager to have sex with her.

"Don't even think about it. Stay away from me!"

Murray was taken aback.

'She has called me to her room. Wasn't it because she finally wanted to have intimacy with me?' he wondered.