Chapter 349 Who Have I Been Spoiling All These Years?
Larry and his two buddies weren't sweating it about Brenda calling the cops. I mean, she was the one who paid them off in the first place. If this got out, it wouldn't look good for her either. Plus, they were used to living on the edge, so even if she did call the police, they wouldn't be fazed.
Their plan was simple: head to the hospital, sell the hair and blood to Enrique, and then hightail it out of Seraphim Heights. Next stop, the border, where they'd pay to get smuggled out of the country. With that kind of cash, they could live it up without worrying about the law. And when the money ran dry, they'd come back and blackmail Brenda with the video. Just to be safe, they took Elizabeth's advice and moved all the money to an anonymous foreign account. Then, off to the hospital they went.
Enrique was in agony and couldn't catch a wink of sleep. Ever since his streak of bad luck started, he'd been in constant pain and misery. His left cheek was still swollen, not from a hit this time, but from a nasty wisdom toothache and gum inflammation.
Paul had some business to handle and had headed back to Clifftonshireburg that morning. Since they had a special caregiver for the night, Kevin went back to the hotel to crash and wasn't around.
When there was a knock at the door, the caregiver opened it to find three rough-looking guys standing there. Startled, he asked, "What do you want?"
Larry said, "We're here to see Enrique." After hearing Enrique's name, the caregiver let them in.
Enrique recognized the trio but was confused. He asked, "What do you want from me?"
Larry replied, "We have something important to tell you. Ask the caregiver to leave first."
Enrique, not scared of them and a bit curious, told the caregiver to leave. "Alright, spill it," said Enrique.
Larry walked over with a grin and asked, "You're in this mess because of Brenda. You must hate her guts by now, right?"
With all the daily torment and pain, Enrique was on the brink of losing it. His hatred for Brenda, who used to be his beloved sister, had been growing stronger every day. He frowned and said, "Just get to the point."
Larry cut to the chase, "I heard you need Brenda's hair and blood. We brought them to sell to you."
Enrique was taken aback, asking, "When did I ever say I needed Brenda's hair and blood?"
Larry followed Elizabeth's script. "Aren't you trying to get back at Brenda? This could come in handy." He honestly had no clue how hair and blood could be used against someone. Why were these siblings so obsessed with hair and blood? But he'd heard that rich folks had weird hobbies, and these two seemed to fit the bill.
When Enrique heard this, it all clicked. If he wanted to get back at Brenda, using her hair and blood might be the way to go. Any lingering affection he had for her had been wiped out by his recent suffering. He didn't care what happened to her after his revenge; his heart had turned cold.
He asked, "How do you know about this?"
Larry, looking menacing, replied, "That's not your concern. Just tell me if you want it or not."
Enrique thought for a second and said, "How do I know this is really Brenda's hair and blood?" There were no labels; what if these guys were trying to scam him?
Larry was ready for this. He wouldn't believe it either if he were in Enrique's shoes. So, he had recorded a video when he took Brenda's hair and blood. He pulled out his phone and showed the video to Enrique.
Enrique was shocked. "What did you do to her?" In the video, Brenda's eyes were closed, and she looked unconscious.
Larry grinned, "Relax, she's just exhausted and fell asleep."
Enrique was confused. "Exhausted?"
Larry thought for a moment and then played a short clip of a video of them and Brenda for Enrique. This was a video of Brenda willingly having sex with them.
After watching the clip, Enrique's eyes widened in disbelief. He never expected that Brenda, who always acted so pure, was actually like this behind their backs. It made him feel sick. Who had they been pampering all these years? It seemed Brenda had been faking it all along.
"Alright, I'll buy it." He then asked, "How much do you want?" After seeing the video, he was convinced it was Brenda's hair and blood.
Larry and his crew had already decided and offered, "Five million dollars." Brenda had given them five million, and as the Clark Family's son, Enrique surely had that kind of money.
Hearing the steep price, Enrique sneered, "Are you kidding me? I'm not paying that. You can leave." He wasn't dumb enough to drop five million on this. Besides, these three wouldn't find another buyer.
Larry was taken aback by his reaction. It was clear Enrique thought it was too pricey and didn't want it. How could Enrique be stingier than Brenda?
They pretended to leave, saying, "Fine, if you don't want it, forget it." But as they reached the door, Enrique didn't budge. Larry couldn't help but turn back, "How much are you willing to pay?" They couldn't even give this stuff away to anyone else.
After some back-and-forth, Enrique bought the hair and blood for five hundred thousand dollars. It left Larry and his crew speechless, but they had no choice but to sell. Enrique wouldn't pay more, and selling it was better than letting it go to waste.
After getting the money, Larry couldn't help but gripe, "You're really cheap. Brenda is way more generous than you."
Hearing this, Enrique couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean? Explain yourself."
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