Sir You Don’t Know Your Wife - Season 3 Episode 100

Damien cackled darkly, and he didn’t seem scared at all. He started counting clearly, “Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three…”

Janet giggled casually, and she stared at him almost teasingly. After that, she leaned down and whispered into his ear, “Goodbye.” With that, she positioned the gun barrel just a few centimetres away from Damien’s heart before squeezing the trigger.

Damien’s eyes widened in shock, but he continued counting, “Two… One.”

After he was done counting, he noticed that Janet was still standing while seemingly unharmed. Hence, he started struggling violently.

However, the gunshot wound had already rendered him too weak to resist. “Wh-What’s happening?”

Isn’t Janet poisoned with my venomous wine? Why is she still standing in front of me?

Janet stared at Damien’s face, which was now as white as a sheet, and smirked at him. “Damien, I told you—you are too proud and careless.”

Damien could barely focus now, and so everything in front of him was turning into a blur. He coughed up some blood, and his voice was becoming weaker. “Did you not drink the beauty tea?”

Janet squinted at him when she heard that, seemingly amused while toying with the gun in her hand. She moved closer to his ear and explained in a chilly tone, “That tea was too bitter, I just couldn’t swallow it!”

I knew from the very beginning that there was something amiss with the tea especially since the hostess served the tea at such an odd timing. Besides, the hostess had an odd expression, and those were all red flags.

Damien is such a fool. I can’t believe he didn’t even bother to hire a more professional actor. Nevertheless, I saw through his plan, but I pretended to take a sip anyway. After that, I spit it out on some paper towels.

Otherwise, I’m sure Damien will continue targeting me in the future. I do not have the time to fool around with him.

Damien’s body shook, and he stared in horror at the young woman in front of him.

She is vicious… Starting from the day she joined the group, I already knew that my only competitor would be the most inconspicuous Janet Jackson. Who would have thought… I have raised a wolf after all. If I knew this would happen, I would have cut her up into pieces and left her body in the group’s backyard to feed the wolves…

Janet’s gaze was icy-cold and as deep as old, abandoned wells. Then, she stood up to step on Damien’s gunshot wound.

At that moment, Damien was already scared witless, but he was still cursing her stubbornly, “Janet Jackson, you will die a horrible death! Curse you!”

Janet just giggled softly and responded in an indifferent manner, “In that case, please greet the King of Hell on my behalf first. Thank you!”

With that, she squeezed the trigger and shot Damien in his chest.

There was a groan, and everything ended.

Janet then switched on her laptop to erase all the traces indicating that she had stayed in this hotel.

After that, she packed her things and boarded a flight back to Sandfort City.

At that moment, the Jackson’s, who were far away in Sandfort City, were celebrating Rebecca and Chloe who were both planning to stay for a long time.

Emily glanced at the clothes Megan had prepared for her in her wardrobe and asked excitedly, “Mom, did you prepare all this for me?”

Emily stroked the ball gown continuously, obviously delighted.

Megan nodded. “Change out of your school uniform. We will have to welcome your cousin sister, Rebecca, at the airport.”

Emily was slightly surprised. “Is that today? Why didn’t you remind me?”

“I’m telling you right now,” answered Megan while smiling at her.

Emily heard that Rebecca had blossomed into a beautiful girl after her teenage years, and so now, it was rumoured that she looked especially pretty. Therefore, as a proud person, Megan would never allow her daughter to lose to another girl.

True enough, Emily and Megan barely waited for ten minutes outside of the airport when a beautiful and petite young woman approached them.

Megan immediately recognized Rebecca and waved at her. “Rebecca, over here!”

“Hi, Auntie Megan,” greeted Rebecca sweetly while she approached them.

Rebecca was wearing the latest designer dress from New York, and she was also wearing a designer necklace that cost hundreds of thousands.