Maggie had already started a quiet video call with Sierra. The camera was pointed straight at Samuel. His screams and contorted expressions were now clearly visibly on Sierra''s screen.


    A smile curled Sierra''s lips as she spoke. "Maggie, I love that sound. Tell the caregivers to press harder. I want more screaming."


    "Yes, Ms. Remington. I''ll pass that along." Maggie smiled as she replied, "Would


    you like to keep watching, Ms, Remington?"


    "No, that''s enough." Sierra chuckled. "Next time, just send me a video."


    "Understood, Ms. Remington."


    Once the call ended, Maggie lowered her voice and ryed Sierra''s instructions


    to Evan and Tom, then quietly left the room.


    Samuel, preupied with screaming in agony, didn''t hear a word of it.


    Tom took Maggie''s words to heart. His massage only grew more intense, and with it, Samuel''s howls became more ear-splitting.


    "Maggie, are we really sure this is okay?" Evan asked, growing slightly concerned as he listened to Samuel''s screams echoed through the room. "Because honestly, anyone walking by is going to think we''remitting murder in here."


    "Rx. The soundproofing in Causeway Bay vis is top-notch," Maggie said confidently, giving her chest a light pat. "And besides, it''s Causeway Bay-we''re surrounded by rich people. If one of them was butchering a cow in their living room, no one would bat an eye."


    "You''re right. I was overthinking it."


    "Stop! Please, stop! I''m begging you!"


    Samuel couldn''t take it anymore. He had started crying, pleading with them to stop.


    "Mr. Sinir, massages have to bepleted properly to be effective."


    Tom wasn''t moved. He pped Samuel''s butt and started kneading his back again.


    Now, Samuel felt not just pain, but also crushing humiliation. He struggled harder, but the burly men didn''t care. Tom kept pressing him like he was pounding dough.


    There was nothing rxing about this massage. Samuel felt only torment to the point of copse.


    Only when his voice turned hoarse and his eyes rolled back in exhaustion did Tom finally stop.


    Samuel had fainted from the pain.


    "Maggie, Mr. Sinir sure can sleep. He just knocked out like that. That''s some quality rest."


    Maggie nodded in agreement. "Right? Young people really can fall asleep anytime, anywhere.


    "Go wash up. It''s time for dinner."


    "Yeah, sounds good."


    Tom didn''t even bother covering Samuel with a nket. He and Evan left the room with Maggie.


    The three of them enjoyed a delicious dinner. As for Samuel, they prepared soupy oats.


    Tom had said confidently that he was a certified professional. Per his professional opinion, a patient in Samuel''s condition could only consume soupy oats.


    But since Samuel had passed out, he would have to eatter. As such, they left the pot warm for him.


    "Later, tuck Mr. Sinir in. It''d be best if one of you sleeps next to him and watches him closely," Maggie instructed.


    "Mrs. Sinir only has one goal. She wants Mr. Sinir to ask for a divorce himself. But you can''t actually make him lose his mind or ruin his health."


    "Don''t worry, Maggie!" Evan patted his chest. "We''re pros. We''ve worked so many jobs before and never once beenined about."


    Maggie didn''t respond. It wasn''t that no oneined, of course. They simply didn''t dare to do such a thing.


    These two only took jobs from people who liked to make others suffer. As the saying went, it took evil to deal with evil. Some sons, daughters, or even elderly parents had simply let them do as they pleased.


    As long as no one died, no one really cared what they did. But in fairness, they did draw the line somewhere. They were annoying and aggressive, but not reckless.


    That was how theysted in the business for so long.


    "Maggie, don''t worry. You brought us this job, and we won''t forget it," Evan promised.


    "As for Mr. Sinir, he doesn''t know how lucky he is. Mrs. Sinir treats him so well, yet he''s trying to fire us.


    "That''s not just dismissing us. That''s a p in the face to Mrs. Sinir. He''s making her heartbroken. As righteous men, we can''t let a woman be wronged like that. Right, Tom?"


    Tom nodded seriously. "Exactly. You''re spot on, Evan."


    "Alright. Just make sure Mr. Sinir doesn''t actually go insane or suffer real harm," Maggie said. "And try to make him agree to the divorce as soon as possible. As long as Mrs. Sinir''s still here, Mr. Sinir can''t fire you."


    Tom and Evan replied in unison, "Don''t worry, Maggie. We''re loyal to thedy of the house."


    "Okay. I''m going to rest. Take care of Mr. Sinir." She stood up. "Are you going to clean this up, or should I?"


    "I''ll take care of it," Evan replied. "Now that we''re here, Maggie, you just rx and enjoy the show."


    Maggie smiled and nodded, clearly satisfied.


    She returned to her room to rest, but not before updating Sierra.


    Sierra sent her a reply soon after-along with three mary transfers as a token of appreciation. One for Maggie, and the other two for Tom and Evan respectively.


    Maggie received hers and immediately forwarded them to Tom and Evan, sending a screenshot to Sierra for confirmation.


    Maggie: "Ms. Remington, we''re all your people. Don''t worry. We''ll find a way to make Mr. Sinir agree to the divorce."


    Sierra: "Good. I appreciate your efforts."


    Maggie: "It''s no trouble, Ms. Remington. This is what we''re here for."


    Sierra didn''t reply again. She wasn''t worried Maggie would keep evidence against her. She had nothing to fear. Everything she did was calcted and backed with an escape n.


    She had support from many, and Sophia had already told her that the eldest son


    of the Walker family, Sky, who had recently been released from prison, would deal with Samuel.


    Sierra wasn''t afraid of Samuel at all.


    Her reason for sending people to take care of him was simple. She wanted to disgust him.


    Samuel didn''t just want Sinir Group. He wanted her parents'' assets too.


    Sierra could walk away from her shared assets with Samuel, but her parents'' money? Why should she give him a cent?


    She had once thought he was worth loving, which was why she stayed.


    But that didn''t mean Sierra was some lovesick fool.


    To her, the bond of birth and the care that came with it outweighed everything else. As for Samuel, they were just two kids who had grown up side by side. They were more like childhood friends than anything else.


    But as the saying went, childhood sweethearts never stood a chance against someone who showed up at the right moment.


    And in their case, that someone wasn''t a person at all. It was power and wealth.


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