Chaz was still keeping up with his nice guy act, his tone as humble as it was gentle.
"Oh, if only my daughter had met you earlier." Gina sighed over the phone. "Anyway, just come home soon. Let's get you married to Helen soon."
"Sure, Mrs. Lane."
"By the way, can we really return to the main family? Jade's been threatening us, saying they'd never let us go back…"
"Don't worry, Mrs. Lane. My family's word holds sway in Southstream…"
"That's wonderful!"
Beep.
Chaz played another recording soon after.
"Oh, Chaz… Hughie is so useless, getting killed by some gigolo. Come over tonight. I'm so lonely…" Cindy was purring.
"Haha! I'll come for you when I'm done with your cousin, you minx!"
"That's a promise. You must come tonight… By the way, I'm also game if you need help holding Helen down…"
In the bathroom, Helen's heart sank rock bottom as the recordings finished playing.
"Just give up and give in to me already." Chaz chuckled outside. "Your whole family are all agreeable to you marrying me. There's no fighting it now. Of course, you might be hoping that Frank will save you, but I don't mind telling you that he'll be dead in a few days."
Helen was left flabbergasted by Chaz's threat. "Y-You're despicable!"
"I'm really not." Chaz expression suddenly turned cool even as he folded his arms before his chest. "Would I have any reason to spur Titus into action if Frank didn't seduce Ms. Turnbull? How is that despicable? I guess I should remind you—there have been idiots in Riverton who have tried to woo Ms. Turnbull… one was cut into pieces and fed to pigs while another was dismembered, and the last one was buried alive."
Every death Chaz mentioned left Helen cringing.
The Lionhearts of Morhen were way worse than Sage Lake Sect as they could crush little Riverton whenever they wanted!
Chaz then put away the business card just then. "I'm sure you're smart, Helen, so why stay with Frank? When the fighting starts, you'd just be hurting your mom, your cousin, Lane Holdings, and even the Lane family of Southstream. Hell, they might even exhume your grandfather's body."
Chuckling as he folded his arms before his chest again, he continued, "Naturally, if you give me your heart and soul, I swear I won't tell Titus, just so your ex-husband will live another few years."
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