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At Ashish's words, Qasim, Ruhel, and Arush glared at him with bloodshot eyes. Arth's face remained emotionless as he stared at Ashish with his green, terrifying eyes.

Gathering some courage, Ashish spoke, but seeing Arth's cold reaction and stare, he started regretting what he had said.

Qasim, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, said, "We can show you the difference right now, but we can't kill you until we find that girl."

Arth, who remained completely calm, signaled a guard to bring Ashish down and gestured for another guard to leave, who soon returned with a strange chair. Seeing it, Arush, Ruhel, and Qasim looked at Arth.

Ashish was tied to the chair, taking a brief moment to catch his breath, only to panic as the guards strapped him to the chair, attaching drips to his hands, and then stepping back.

Ashish's breath caught as Arth approached him, smiling. Arth, with a cold voice, said, "You showed courage or foolishness... And as for your stupid question, I don't think it's necessary to answer, but now my mood has changed, so you'll get your answer, but my way."

Pressing a button on the chair, liquids from three colored bottles started flowing into Ashish's body through the drips, causing a severe reaction in his body, and he began to scream. Listening to his screams, Arth ran his hand through his hair, pushing it back, and in a dominating voice said,

"The pain and suffering you're feeling right now is what those girls feel when someone forces them. If a girl refuses to get involved with us, it's her own choice. That's the difference between you and us; we only have one night stands with those who come to us willingly."

For the first time, Arth had wasted time before delivering death. Finally, writhing in pain from the liquid's reaction, Ashish's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose started bleeding, and then his body suddenly went still, as he was now dead.

Seeing Ashish dead, Qasim, holding his head, said, "Arth, what have you done? You should have kept him alive until we got a sketch of the girl. Now how will we find her?"

With a sharp smile, Arth picked up a cigarette box from the table, placed a cigarette between his lips, lit it with a lighter, took a deep puff, and said,

There's no need to keep such dogs alive. I don't want even the thought of that girl's face in his mind, whose soul now belongs to Arth Raghuvanshi. Check the CCTV cameras again, we might find a clue."

At that moment, Arth's phone rang on the table. Everyone's eyes turned to the phone screen, where 'sis' was displayed. Seeing this, Arth's expression softened slightly, and he walked to the balcony with the phone.

As he left, Ruhel commented, "Even a chameleon doesn't change colors as quickly as his expressions change."