Chapter 46 Cover It for Me
In the Office.
John took off all his clothes.
He walked towards the bathroom, pushed the door, but found it locked.
"Quite vigilant, aren't you?" John cursed viciously, knocking on the door and shouting, "Chloe, open the door for me."
Inside the bathroom.
Chloe kept splashing water on her face, even on her head. Now her clothes were completely soaked, clinging tightly to her body, revealing her graceful figure. But the drug was strong, and even water couldn't help.
She felt increasingly hot. It was as if there were many bugs crawling inside her, and a primal desire was rising within her.
A desire she had never felt before.
Squatting on the ground, she tugged at her clothes, scratching her skin.
Outside, John's voice came through. "Chloe, open the door, you can't take it anymore, open the door, I'll help you, make you feel better..."
His various teasing words came from outside.
Chloe hadn't lost her sanity yet.
She knew she couldn't.
She had a husband. Her husband was Larry.
No one but her husband could have sex with her.
She sat on the ground, her face flushed, with a look of pain.
John called for a few minutes, but Chloe didn't open the door.
He angrily kicked the door, trying to break it open.
Anyway, it was after work, and no one was around. Even if there was a commotion, no one would know. At worst, they could get someone to fix the door tomorrow.
He couldn't let go of the irresistible beauty in front of him.
He kept kicking the door.
Once, twice, three times...
Every kick made Chloe's heart race.
After several minutes of kicking, he finally broke the door open.
He saw Chloe squatting on the ground, soaking wet, her face flushed. He swallowed hard, then crossed his arms, looking at Chloe sitting on the ground, and said, "How is it? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Beg me, and I'll help you."
At this moment, he wasn't in a hurry.
This was his office, and Chloe, in this state, couldn't resist him.
He took out his phone and started recording.
Watching the video he was recording, he laughed.
He squatted down, forcibly pried Chloe's hands away from her knees, and tore her clothes.
Her buttons instantly ripped open, revealing white lace and her flushed skin.
"Perfect, absolutely perfect." John admired Chloe.
He wasn't in a hurry.
He wanted to wait until Chloe couldn't take it anymore and begged him.
He said, "Chloe, beg me."
Chloe felt dizzy. She wanted to speak, but her instincts told her she couldn't.
She bit her tongue, the pain keeping her last bit of sanity.
She knew Larry was coming soon.
After receiving her call, Larry hijacked a car, floored the gas pedal, ran red lights, and rushed to the Ella Group as fast as he could.
One security guard asked, "Who are you? It's off work now."
Larry, filled with rage, stormed into the Ella Group building.
Several security guards approached, shouting, "Hey, you, stop..."
Larry clenched his fist and punched.
The approaching guard was sent flying several feet, landing hard on the ground, unconscious.
"Someone's causing trouble, quick..." a guard quickly called for backup.
Larry grabbed a guard, pulled him up from the ground, and coldly asked, "Which floor is the HR manager's office on?"
He was like a beast.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded a terrifying aura.
The guard trembled in fear, wetting himself. "Third floor."
Larry tossed the guard aside.
At this moment, a dozen guards with electric batons rushed over.
Larry clenched his fists and charged at them, his face tense, teeth gritted, striking mercilessly.
The dozen guards were instantly knocked down, lying on the ground, either with broken legs or arms, crying out in pain.
Larry rushed to the stairs and headed to the third floor, spotting the manager's office.
Inside the office.
John had already dragged Chloe out and thrown her on the sofa.
At this moment, Chloe had very little clothing left and was on the verge of losing her sanity.
John, like a cat playing with a mouse, with a mocking expression, said, "Chloe, speak up, beg me."
Chloe bit her lip.
Though her body couldn't take it, she didn't speak.
And at this moment, the locked office door was suddenly kicked open.
The office door collapsed with a bang, and a man with a grim expression and bulging veins on his face stormed in.
"Who, who are you?" John heard the noise, turned around, and saw Larry.
At that moment, he felt suffocated, as if he were strangled, and couldn't help but shiver.
Larry walked over.
John added, "Who are you?"
Larry saw Chloe lying on the sofa, soaking wet, her clothes in disarray, and his anger surged. He reached behind him, and two silver needles appeared in his palm.
The silver needles shot out.
John screamed in pain. His eyes were blinded.
Larry grabbed his hand and forcefully twisted.
The hand broke.
He kicked to the knee.
John's knee shattered instantly, and he collapsed to the ground.
His leg was crippled.
A foot stomped on his chest.
This stomp was strong enough to break John's ribs.
John was stunned.
At this moment, fear rose in his heart.
Was this a demon?
He hadn't even reacted before his eyes were blinded, his hand was broken, his leg was broken, and his chest bones were kicked in.
The approaching guards saw this and turned pale, standing at the office door, not daring to come in.
Larry stomped on John's heart.
John screamed, then fell silent, his head tilting to the side, lifeless.
After killing John, Larry approached the sofa. "Chloe, it's me, Larry."
Chloe, in a daze, heard the familiar voice, opened her eyes slightly, saw Larry, and sighed in relief. "Larry, I..."
"Don't talk, I'll take you home."
He pressed a point on her body, and she instantly fell asleep.
Seeing her condition, Larry knew the drug in her body hadn't worn off. If it wasn't eliminateed, it would cause serious problems.
At best, it would affect her brain, causing dementia.
At worst, it could be fatal.
He took out his silver needles and quickly inserted them into her body, using them to stimulate her body and eliminate the toxins.
After finishing, he carried Chloe and left.
At the office door, dozens of guards had gathered.
These guards held electric batons, but none dared to stop him.
Larry carried Chloe, and they kept retreating.
Outside, police sirens wailed.
Larry frowned slightly.
Then, he took out his phone and dialed a number.
Free King was in a meeting when his private phone suddenly rang. He took out his phone and saw an unknown number. He gestured to pause the meeting.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Black Dragon. I killed someone at the Ella Group. The police are here. You need to cover for me."
"Black Dragon, I'm not your subordinate. You can't order me around."
"Then I'll kill everyone who saw me kill."
"You, don't do anything rash. I'll handle it!"
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