The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Upon hearing it, Christopher's eyes darkened. "Ask him to wait for me in another room." After settling his customers down, Christopher excused himself and slipped next door.

Just as Christopher walked through the door, Aaron, who was calming his nerves with alcohol, immediately sprang up and rushed to him. Aaron glared at him with red eyes. "What the hell was that?! How could someone die?!"

"Mr. Larson, I don't understand what you're saying." Christopher smiled nonchalantly.

Aaron was evidently panicked. Although they were alone in the room, he still kept his voice down. "Is there a problem with those drugs you gave me?! I've only spread them out two times. Why is there already someone dead?!"

Christopher was still smiling, brushing it off. "Drugs are poison. Those people are taking poison. Isn't it normal if they died?"

"But they only took it twice before they went mad and died! I've never seen drugs like this!"

"Now you've seen it."

you think you can escape unscathed if anything happened to me? We're in the same boat!

at you, so impulsive, crying over such a small

away, slowly raising his hand to smooth out the wrinkled collar. "This is a new type of drug

there! His death was horrifying, like he had epilepsy!" Aaron panicked. "The police will definitely perform an autopsy on him. If they found that he took

you to sell those drugs to underground organizations in Savrow

sofa, pouring a glass of whiskey for himself. His tone was slow and collected. The man who died belongs to the Southern Star Syndicate. He's a wicked gang member.

a human life. And he died on the

that he was smart. But his eldest son was an idiot whose brain

died due to

issues in people who might not be aware of them. That man who died probably had epilepsy, but he just didn't know it."

to it, Aaron's tense expression

The problem is