Terrified, Aidan felt his hair stand on its ends.

He hurriedly covered the woman's corpse with a blanket.

Trembling at the foot of the bed, he debated whether to call the police when there was a knock on the door.

It was 4:00 am.

Who could it be? It was certainly not room service.

Aidan walked to the door.

"W-Who's there?" His voice quivered uncontrollably.

"Mr. Aidan," came a calm and steady voice from outside.

"I'm here on Mr. Schmidt's orders to help you." Aidan remained stubborn.

"I-I don't need any help." "The woman you picked last night should still be in your room, right? How is she doing now?" Aidan's heart pounded in alarm as he rushed to open the door.

Aman stood outside, dressed in a black sports outfit with a cap pulled low and a black mask obscuring his features.

Only his cold and sharp eyes were visible.

""H-How do you know?" Aidan was shocked.

a video on his phone

from last night—Aidan's brutal assault

in the

was done playing with her, he fell into

to convulse, foam at the

his back

yanked the man into the room

the room? Did you do this? Was

night's excesses, he barely

was

man squinted his

Schmidt! You jerk! How dare you set me up?" Aidan roared and swung a punch

easily

over his shoulder and slammed him

pain, and his

"Mr.

impotent rage." The man clapped his hands and

carefully about what would happen if this video landed in the hands of the police." Aidan's heart was

do you

the man stepped into the

woman's body inside, zipped

meticulously cleaned up all traces from

Aidan watched, stunned.

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