"Haven't you always prided yourself on being an underworld boss's woman? This time, I, Victor Chadwick, will retaliate harshly against you. If your boss is concerned, let him come himself to claim you."
"Usually, even if Monica coughs, I'd be worried for half the day. But you dare to extort threats?"
"Don't worry, of course I wouldn't shoot you, but…" Victor put away the handgun, paused for a few seconds, then continued, "I will make you suffer a hundred times more than being shot."
Carol Ellis fell to the floor, as at this moment, she couldn't care about her dignity, for all she could feel was her body trembling…
Victor didn't continue to waste time with Carol. He went directly to Monica, helped her up, took off his coat and wrapped her in it, speaking in a tone completely different from the grim reaper he was just moments ago: "I'm sorry I came late..."