Chapter 317
Juan sat across from Stanley, his face shrouded in the dim, flickering lights of the abandoned factory. The
atmosphere was thick with danger and unesse, the silence broken only by the muffled pleas of Stanley, his
words.
mothered by the tape across his mouth.
Juan gave Joe a nod, and the latter stepped forward, ripping the tape off Stanley's mouth.
“Help! Help!” Stanley screamed, but there was no response, only the cold echo of his own desperation.
Joe reminded him, “We're out in the suburbs, and it's midnight. No one will cto your rescue, and no one will
hear you.
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“What do you want? Juan, | helped you. How can you turn onlike this?” Stanley snapped.
Juan ignored his childish outburst. Joe swiftly took Stanley’s phone, unlocked it, and handed it to Juan.
Juan scrolled through the photos in the album, his gaze growing colder with each passing second. Finally, he
reached over, opened a nearby shredder, and tossed the phone inside. The shredder roared to life, the sound of
grinding metal filling the air as the phone was reduced to nothing more than shattered remnants.
His voice was icy cold as he issued his command. “Throw him down.”
“Yes, sir.”
Terror gripped Stanley like a vice. “Are you insane? This is murder. The CEO of Nichols Group wants to kill me.”
Juan remained unperturbed. It had been a while since he dealt with anyone. in person. In Seamar City, where
corruption and intrigue were the norm, Stanley was nothing compared to the struggles and conflicts he was
familiar with.
Quick and efficient, Joe hoisted Stanley high before turning to Juan.
“Now?”
“Now”
Just as Joe prepared to let go of the rope, a sudden echo of applause filled the factory. Juan turned to see Marion
striding in, his subordinates flanking him. Their movements were precise and coordinated.
Juan hadn't expected Marion to find this place so quickly. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “Marion, are you
trying to stop me?”
Marion remained composed. “Stanley still has suse. Debra said not to kill him.”
Juan's voice dripped with cruelty. “A thankless wretch like him is useless. Better to get rid of him.
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“Debra said not to kill,” Marion repeated
His men immediately closed in, creating an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Joe was quickly subdued, and the shredder ground to a halt. Stanley was scared out of his pants. He clung
desperately to Marion's leg and cried, ” Save me!”
Marion frowned, his expression one of disgust as he kicked Stanley away. His men swiftly pinned Stanley to the
ground.
“It looks like I can’t deal with him today. Mr. Houston, we’ll meet again,” Juan said.
Marion stepped aside, allowing Juan and Joe to leave the abandoned factory unimpeded.
Stanley, relieved to have escaped death, began to babble incoherently,” Hurry, takeback. I want to go back.
Marion raised an eyebrow, his voice laced with mockery. “Debra said not to kill you, but she didn’t say anything
about not beating you.”