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"Kill… all of them?" Chelsea thought she heard it wrong. Of course, she couldn't wait to get rid of them because her sons and mother were nothing but pests that ruined all her chances of having a happy, fulfilling life.

But there was never an idea of killing them all in her mind. She just thought that leaving them homeless was enough so she didn't need to care for them and had her own happy life.

"Can we just… leave them alone? They can be homeless and that's it…." Chelsea tried to negotiate, as she was unsure of this.

Vincent's eyes darkened. He didn't have the patience for this, "We can't do that, Chelsea. They will start making noises in public. Your sons and mother will invite those pesky reporters, and smear us on the Internet again. I've had enough of that, I just want a peaceful life with you."

"Vincent…" Chelsea felt that Vincent truly cared for her. He patiently persuaded her to do this because he didn't want to leave her alone, stuck with those dead weights. "I—I'm not sure. What if the police got involved? I don't want to go to jail because of this…."

"Chelsea, do you not know who I am?"

"Y—You're Vincent Gray," Chelsea said. But she was unsure how that correlates with this problem.

"Exactly, I am Vincent Gray. I can do anything with my money and power, and that includes preventing you from going to jail," Vincent assured. "You don't need to worry about going to jail when I can bail you out easily."

Of course, Chelsea knew that Vincent could always bail her out easily. He had almost omnipotent influence in New York. He could hide everything, including the murder of four little boys and an elderly woman, if he wanted to.

Chelsea's heart started wavering. She was convinced that nothing would go wrong if she killed her family.

But still, she never wanted to stain her hands like that.

"I'm scared, Vincent…." Chelsea said. "What if I go to jail because of this? I don't want to be left alone."

Vincent felt things wouldn't go according to plan if Chelsea kept hesitating. So he took the decisive action by stepping forward and then kissing her on the lips.

Chelsea's eyes widened, she felt that her soul had been lifted to heaven when their lips met, and she felt weak when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pushed her deeper into his embrace.

Vincent deepened the kiss for five more seconds before separating his lips but still embraced Chelsea. He saw how Chelsea's eyes got misty, and she was dazed after the kiss.

"See how serious I am with you?" Vincent said. "I really want to marry you, Chelsea. I want to bring you around the world. I want to do everything sweet and hot to you. But I can't look past your four children and old mother. So all you need to do is to kill them, and we can be together."

Chelsea's heart was pounding crazily. She couldn't think straight after experiencing a passionate kiss with a rich, handsome, and perfect man. She felt that she could do everything just to experience that kiss again.

Vincent knew that he had snared her. He leaned again, and Chelsea pouted her lips because she thought he'd kiss her again.

But he dodged her lips and whispered, 'Kill them, and all your dreams will come true. Trust me, Chelsea. I am the man who will give you everything you want. Imagine what we can do next when we're free from all the deadweights behind us."

Chelsea swallowed her saliva. She had already discarded logic at this point. The vivid image of them having sex in a beautiful villa near a beach made her giggle uncontrollably.

It was so beautiful that she didn't want to wake up from her dream, not when she had Vincent hooked to be her husband.

"Okay," Chelsea said without hesitation. "I will kill them, and then return to you. You will wait here, right?"

Vincent's smirk deepened, "Yes, I will wait here. It shouldn't take you long to kill four defenseless children and an old woman, right? Don't worry, things will be okay, you're always under my protection, my love."

'My love…'

Chelsea had nothing else in mind after that.

She nodded and then smiled, "I can't wait to spend my time only with you, Babe."

"Me too," Vincent smiled before he pushed her away.

Chelsea felt at a loss when Vincent separated himself. She felt cold again and couldn't wait to get that warmth from her future husband.

"T—Then, I will be leaving now, wait for me, babe," Chelsea said. She took a few steps back while her eyes were still on him, ensuring he didn't run away.

With his hands in his jacket pocket, Vincent smiled at her and leaned on the lamppost, "I won't leave you alone. Now go, do what you need to do."

Chelsea nodded, finally turning around and returning to her apartment with only one thing in mind.

Clean her family and have a fresh start with her beloved man.

Vincent kept her eyes on Chelsea's back, and he finally laughed when she was finally out of his sight, "Pfft—Hahahaha! How stupid!" Vincent was very entertained by her stupidity. "I just lure her a bit, and she actually wants to kill her family! Now that's what I call as an interesting woman!"

Vincent smiled pridefully as he fished something out of his jacket pocket. It was an old phone owned by Chelsea. He snatched it from her pocket when she was dazed by the kiss.

He stared at the old phone, which had the picture of him as the lock screen wallpaper. Vincent scoffed with contempt. He dropped the phone to the ground and stomped on the phone plenty of times until the screen shattered. He picked it up again and threw it on the fish pond not far from his position.

"Now you're done for, stupid bitch."

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