CHAPTER 4. She's the serial killer

Mark looked at Paula, who was already covered in blood on the ground. Mark ordered Robert to lift his wife's body and put her in another car.

Mark and his entourage took Paula to the hospital. He left Wolter and the others to catch the man who had shot Paula.

"Make sure they catch that bastard! If he's caught, torture him before I kill him!"

He wasn't worried about Paula's actual condition. He was only worried about the bad luck that would befall her again. He didn't want his gunwife to die after being with him.

It sounded very cruel. But that was exactly how Mark felt. He was afraid that his wife would die again, and that would make him the bearer of eternal bad luck.

Upon their arrival at the hospital, Paula was immediately taken in. She was admitted to the emergency department because of the serious injuries Paula had received from the gunshot wound.

"Whatever happens, I demand that my wife stay alive! I'll pay you handsomely if my wife survives!"

His ambition to prove that he wasn't a jinx made Mark go dark. He did not hesitate to kill the person who almost killed Paula.

While the operation to remove the bullet in Paula's chest was still ongoing, Mark suddenly received a message from Wolter. He said that the perpetrator who had taken Paula away had been caught.

Mark quickly ordered Robert to take him to the place where Wolter had sent the location. The two of them left the hospital, leaving Paula alone.

In that man's heart, he had promised to kill that man immediately. He would not leave a single threat that would harm Paula.

"Did he confess who ordered him?" Mark asked Wolter when his confidant called him.

"Not yet, sir. She's been laughing and insisting on not saying who ordered her." Mark was not at all satisfied with Wolter's answer.

How could the man not say who had paid him? "Torture him until he confesses! I'll be here soon!"

Mark sighed in frustration. He was sure that everything that happened in his life, from his mother's death to Paula's shooting, had a cause.

The main problem was that he never found out who was behind it all. Either his team was too stupid and the person was too smart, or something. To the point that he never found out who the serial killer was.

The two of them have now arrived at the base camp, where Mark usually beats up the traitors in his company.

Mark was greeted by dozens of his bodyguards, who had been waiting for him since earlier. The man in the wheelchair slowly began to approach the large hall in the building.

"Hi, Young Master. You've arrived! How is your wife? Has she also followed your two previous wives to hell!?"

When Mark approached, the man shouted at Mark. He, who had been holding back his anger since earlier, looked at the man whose body had been tied to a pole with his sharp gaze.

"Who paid you?" Mark got straight to the point with what he wanted to know.

The man laughed slyly, then looked at Mark with his psychopathic gaze. "Until I die, you won't find out!"

Mark, who heard the man laugh out loud, raised his gun. He aimed the gun right at the man's head.

"Tell me who told you to, or I'll kill your whole family!" Mark shouted with his remaining patience.

"Just kill them all! I don't care! What I need to make sure is that you don't find out who hates you the most!"

Mark really couldn't believe that the man was so loyal to his job. He even gave up his family for the secret he was guarding.

"Answer my question, or I will mobilize all my executioners to beat you to a slow death!"

The man still didn't answer. He let Mark's executioners beat his body. The man vented the pain that hit his body with a loud laugh.

"I'll make sure you regret it later! He is the closest person to you who will also kill you!"

Mark, who heard the man speak, immediately asked his executioners to stop beating him.

He brought his wheelchair closer and raised his gun right in front of the man's face.

"Tell me!" Mark continued to pressure the man to tell him who had paid him to do all this.

Mark's patience almost ran out when the man laughed mockingly at Mark and immediately released his hands that had been tied.

The man's hand immediately grabbed the gun in Mark's hand and shot himself right in the head.

The gunshot that immediately echoed in the hall managed to surprise everyone. Ronald, who saw this, immediately took Mark a little away.

Mark ordered all his bodyguards to immediately take the man. Those who saw that the man was still breathing were immediately taken to the hospital on Mark's orders.

"Take him immediately, and give him a tight escort!" Mark's order to his bodyguards was immediately obeyed.

But just as they were about to carry the dying man to the car, Wolter approached first and shot the man.

In the blink of an eye, the man was dead. Everyone, even Mark, was shocked when they saw Wolter's rash action.

"We're wasting our time with this man! We don't need him anymore because I already know who the culprit is!"

Mark stared at Wolter with an incredulous look. How could that man know who the main culprit was in such a short period of time?

Even after all this time, they had been looking into it, but why was it so easy for Wolter to understand now?

"I just met the family and gave them the prints. Although no one wanted to confess at first, I finally succeeded. They frightenedly answered, who is he."

Mark, who was initially confused by what the man had meant before he died, decided to find out everything right away.

"Who was he? Male or female?" Mark asked Wolter in a low tone.

"She is your lover!"