36 Twisted Family
Ji-Hoon Geji (Uncle) POV
"Do you still not have any news about my damn nephew?" I berated as I drove my car back ho.
I had been searching for that troubleso nephew of mine, but it seed like he had just vanished into thin air. What a problematic child. I should have dealt with him earlier. Who would have thought that the damn idiot was smart enough to actually leave the house?
It was my fault for using poison to begin with. Chances are he just didn't drink that water; that kid mostly drinks carbonated drinks, so that's a possibility.
Now the issue is with the inheritance. He's 18 now, so I'm pretty sure he will ask for it.
Only a fool wouldn't ask for money after all that mistreatnt. I thought mistreating that kid would lead him to suicide, solving my problem. But who knew he was more strong-willed than I thought?
I even bribed school bullies to beat him up and provided him fake antidepressant drugs! Why would I spend money on real dicine for soone I want to die in the first place?
He's just like that bastard brother of mine, always squirming like cockroaches.
I've transfered most of his parents' wealth to my na. However, if he decides to take legal action, it could pose a different problem. The worst-case scenario involves having to pay compensation, which is sothing I want to avoid. That infuriating kid—I'll kill him the mont I see him.
"Don't bla for killing you. It's your fault for having a stupid father and a slutty mother, you miserable child." I sneered in contempt.
He's always holed up in his room, isolated from the world and without friends. No one would really notice his absence, except perhaps Allysa. She puts on a tough front, but deep down, she's pathetic. She even swapped out the poisoned bottle with a regular one because her conscience got the better of her. Honestly, this entire ss is a result of her not following my instructions.
I'm going to make sure to discipline that woman tonight and fuck her hard and rough, just like always. I've spent a significant amount of money just to pay the debts of her good for nothing parents, so she better show the respect I deserve.
CRING CRING CRING
The sound of the automatic gate opening jolted out of my thoughts. I had been lost in my thinking and hadn't realized I was already ho.
Without wasting ti, I parked my car, entered the front door, and headed straight to the living room.
"Allysa, where are you?" I shouted. My nephew wasn't around, so there was no need for pretenses anymore.
"I'm here," she replied in an unconcerned tone. Her nonchalant attitude was sothing I'd grown accustod to. She was absorbed in her phone all the ti. To be honest, her only use in this house is satisfying my needs.
"Has that brat co back yet?" I asked, my frustration evident in my voice.
"Nope," she answered.
"Where the hell could that brat be?" I clenched my fist in anger.
"Go take a bath now!" I commanded.
"Alright," she replied. Unlike usual, she didn't display her usual disgusted look when I ordered her around.
Tonight, she seed different. Maybe she could sense how frustrated and angry I was, which made her more submissive. What a pathetic woman. Hehehe.
"Let grab sothing to eat before I fuck her crazy" I mumbled to myself as I headed for the kitchen.
I hadn't really expected having any food available, so I intended to settle for so snacks from the fridge. However, when I noticed there were still leftover chicken wings on the table, I couldn't help but feel hungry. These were actually my favorite food.
"That woman is finally learning how to behave like a housewife," I chuckled as I picked up a wing and started munching on the chicken. They were still hot, so she might have reheated them minutes before I ca back.
She's being surprisingly kind right now. Maybe she wants to buy a new designer bag or sothing. Well, if she satisfies in bed, then that won't be an issue at all.
"Eh?… is my blood pressure rising?" I mumbled to myself, feeling light-headed. I attempted to get up from my chair, but my knees buckled, and I ended up dropping to the floor .
THUD!
"Allysa!... Ally... I think I'm... having... a stroke..." I forced a shout, panic and fear coursing through . My body was growing numb, and even my face felt strange. I couldn't believe it. My unhealthy lifestyle was finally catching up to .
STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!
Luckily, it seed like she heard because I could hear her approaching footsteps.
"Faster!" I impatiently urged her.
However, as the footsteps drew closer, what I saw was not my wife legs. It was soone else, wearing male pants.
"Who... are you?" I managed to mumble, my voice weak.
"Don't worry, we'll have plenty of ti to talk after you wake up," the stranger replied , but I can feel that he is not here to save at all.
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Zyden POV
"This pig really ate the whole thing without even suspecting it," I shook my head in disbelief as I looked at my unconscious uncle's body.
Well, it's not like I'm any better. I an, I died from drinking a bottle of water while he indulged in delicious chicken wings. So, in a way, I think he had the upper hand in that departnt. I guess avoiding suspicious food can be a life-saving strategy after all.
"Help carry him to the basent," I commanded Allysa, who stood behind .
"Yes, Master," she nodded and took hold of my uncle's legs, while I supported his arms.
Together, we carried his heavy body down to the basent, where the real fun was about to begin.
Did he really think he could escape by having a heart attack and dying? Don't worry, uncle, you'll be begging for a heart attack after I'm through with you.
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