Chapter 671 Money Well Spent

You should respect all forces, seen and unseen, and never provoke what you don’t understand.

For Darell, having such an ability was a kind of blessing. At critical moments, that sixth sense could save his life.

That night, the Jensons were talking about Darell’s dreams. But they had no idea… that their future fate was tied directly to Darell’s dream.

Kyla went back to her room, anxiously waiting for a reply from the R Organization. More than once, she thought about calling to push for an update. But in the end, she gave up. She thought she should at least wait until midnight before making a plan.

Finally… Just as Kyla was about to lose her mind, biting her lip nearly to the point of bleeding, a message came from R Organization. It was a photo: three severed, bloody heads. Kyla instantly knew they were James and the others, with eyes still open in death!

Any normal person would be terrified and sick to their stomach seeing such a horrible sight. It would be a memory they could never forget. But to Kyla, the photo was a masterpiece, more beautiful and moving than any other photo she had ever seen. She couldn’t resist saving the picture, then rushed into the bathroom and closed the door. She burst into laughter as soon as she was inside. She laughed so hard she held her stomach, crying tears of joy.

“This is what you get for trying to use me! James, Megan, you abandoned me for 18 years and didn’t raise me at all. I want to rip out your bones and drink your blood. Now, after 18 years, you shamelessly come back pretending to be loving parents who want to make amends? All you want is to suck me dry!

“Did you really think I would do nothing? The second that DNA test proved you were my parents, your death was set. You made me do this, and you deserve what you got! If you had lied, you might’ve had a chance to live. But now… you deserved to die! It’s great you’re dead! It’s just perfect!”

Kyla had never been so happy. She felt a thrill all over her body. It was so satisfying to watch the people who got in the way of her plans die. It brought out a ruthless part of Kyla. She had killed James and the others; next on her list to kill was… Tilda!

But that would have to wait until Kyla had ruined the Jensons, taken their money, and escaped abroad to live a life of freedom!

"Tilda, I’ll let you hang on to your pathetic life for a while so you can keep enjoying it!"

As long as Kyla had the money and a way to reach the R Organization, she could have Tilda killed whenever she felt like it! And it would be a truly horrific and painful death!

Kyla didn’t even realize… her profile reflected in the mirror. Her face looked horrifying, twisted like a demon’s. Especially without makeup, the fresh cut was clearly visible as she laughed coldly.

Just then, another message came from R Organization. “The bodies are here now. Do you want a video to confirm? You only have one chance.”

“Of course!”

Kyla wanted to see James and the others’ miserable deaths with her own eyes. That would make her even happier! It made her feel like her 90 million was well spent.

The video call popped up quickly. Kyla didn’t hesitate to press “Accept.” She saw the inside of a cold, damp warehouse with a single, dim light on the ceiling. James, Megan, and Jessie’s bodies appeared on her phone screen, along with their three bloody, severed heads. It looked like a scene from hell. But it made Kyla feel satisfied. Like a total psycho, she pulled the phone right up to her face, wanting to etch the scene into her mind.

“Have you seen enough? I need to get rid of the bodies now, or it’s going to get messy if I wait too long.”

A voice that sounded like it hadn’t spoken in centuries came from the phone. It was a raspy, jarring sound, like fingernails on a chalkboard. It was a big mental shock to Kyla, and it made her feel very uneasy. It also brought her back from her high of seeing James and the others’ bodies. The killers who killed James and the others didn’t show themselves. They just used a video call to finalize the transaction.

“That’s enough. My 90 million was well spent. No wonder you’re the third-best killer organization on the dark web, you’re so efficient–done within the day.

“I hope we can have another pleasant deal next time,” Kyla said, hinting at something.

“Next time… Of course. As long as you have the money, we are always ready.”

The voice on the other end of the line still made her feel uneasy.