Chapter 609 Needle Trap
Timothy couldn’t read and didn’t know the first thing about liquor. He opened bottle after bottle, tossin each one aside until he finally settled on a bottle of whiskey that suited his taste.
He filled a plate for himself and swaggered back to sit across from Owen.
The moment he sat down, though, he shot right back up.
Timothy’s eyes widened in pain, his face twisting with fury. He hesitantly reached behind and touched his own backside.
A sharp hiss escaped his lips as he pulled his hand back and saw a bloodied needle stuck between his fingers.
Clutching the needle in his palm, he stared at Owen through gritted teeth. “You did this?”
Owen didn’t even look up. “I don’t know. Why would I? It’s just a needle. What harm could that possibly do to you? You think I’ve got the time?”
He set down his fork, pulled a napkin to wipe his mouth, then stood up and packed a portion of the food
and my wife.” into a takeout box. “You can have the rest. Just don’t bother me
With that, he headed upstairs.
Timothy’s face was dark, his glare fixed on Owen like he wanted to murder him. But in the end, he didn’t do anything.
After all… if Owen died, who was going to give him money?
Now that Elsie was dead, his allowance had been cut off. It had already been more than two weeks since he last went to a club to mess around with women.,
Grumbling to himself, Timothy plopped back/into the chair, tore a chunk of meat off the bone with his rotting teeth, then chugged straight from the bottle.
If Owen wouldn’t pay up, he’d just stick around. There was booze and food–he’d manage..
His eyes
wandered back toward the second floor, toward the room Owen had just entered. There was still a woman in there.
This place… it was practically paradise.
Before closing the door, Owen glanced behind him and saw Timothy gulping down whiskey like water. Only then did he finally shut the door behind him.
Inside, Peggy’s handcuffs immediately clanked as she sat up, trying to reach him.
Owen, unfazed, set the food down on a side table and said, “We need to work together. If this keeps up, it won’t end well for either of us.
Peggy snapped, “You won’t even call the cops! How the hell else are we supposed to solve this? You gonna kill him?”
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Owen walked closer. “Of course I have a plan. Look at you–aren’t you completely under control right now?”
Peggy froze and stared at him.
She was beginning to understand what Owen had in mind. Nervously, she muttered, “You mean lock him up?”
Her mind started racing. “But even if you do, he can still talk. He’s a walking time bomb. One day he’s gonna blow.”
Owen said, “I don’t care about that right now. Once my brother’s released and we split the family assets, I’m planning to leave this place for good.”
Then he added, “I know you married me for my money. I used to resent that and refused to give you a dime. But now I just want out. Once everything’s divided, I’ll give you half, and then we’ll divorce. How’s that?”
Peggy wasn’t sure if Owen was serious.
But this wasn’t what she wanted. She didn’t care just about the money–she wanted to be Saunders family, to use that connection to reach Yunice.
part
of the
If she divorced Owen, all she’d get was a few billion. Money could always run out. Connections? That was true power.
Greedy, she said, “Why not just hire a hitman and get rid of that bastard?”
Owen replied, “You think he didn’t prepare for that? He has property and legal status in Silverburgh. He probably left some kind of evidence behind. If he ends up dead or missing, someone’s bound to report it.”
Peggy snapped, annoyed, “This is all your fault. If you hadn’t brought Elsie back to the Saunders family, none of this would’ve happened!”
She rattled the handcuffs. “Hey, if we’re working together, how about you uncuff me?”
Owen answered coolly, “You can stay like that. As long as you don’t go wandering around, that’s the best way for us to work together.”
He brought the meal over to her bedside and, without saying anything, carefully placed a small device on the lamp beside her.
Downstairs, Timothy tore at a chicken leg with a sinister glint in his eye. As soon as he saw Owen step out of Peggy’s room, he spat the meat stuck in his teeth onto the floor and downed another gulp of liquor before standing up.
Owen went to the study and checked the message from the household registration office.
He had reapplied for a new ID after returning from the airport. Betwe that and a new passport, fastest processing time would still take over a month.
the
He was stuck in the country for at least another month.
By then, Oscar would almost be out, too.
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Owen raked his fingers through his hair. Surrounded by enemies inside and out, he was quickly bereitg
numb.
