Chapter 710
Chapter 710
Chapter 710 Don’t Expect to Get Away
As Slevin spoke, he took a deep breath. After all, recalling the past always caused pain in his chest.
Elspeth couldn't bear to listen any longer and tried to console him, saying, "If you think that these are too—"
"It's fine. I've long since let it go," Slevin interrupted.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. A gentle smile appeared on his face.
"By the way, do you know how that couple died?"
Died?
"One night, while they were asleep, I quietly set a fire and took the opportunity to escape. That's how they ended up burning to death. Do you know how old I was? I was only twelve."
Elspeth, witnessing his madness, couldn't help but sigh at the tragic nature of fate.
"After that, as you've seen, I slowly transformed my money into power, accumulating my own influence until no one dared bully me. It was only after becoming stronger that I realized others wouldn't dare underestimate me as long as I have real skills and hold real power."
Slevin raised his hand and gently touched her face. "I admit, maybe I have a slight fondness for you, or maybe it doesn't matter. In my eyes, you are a person with great strength, and that's why I want to have you. I enjoy that feeling, but I'm also afraid that one day you'll destroy everything I have now. Thus, I must keep you close to me. If I can't do that, then I'll destroy everything you have."
Elspeth forcefully slapped away his hand and took a step back.
"Slevin, do you realize that you've become nothing more than a madman?"
"I'm well aware that I'm no longer a normal person. What's the point of asking me whether I like you or not? Emotions are utterly useless."
Elspeth looked at him, recalling the sentence he had just uttered, and it seemed to confirm her thoughts.
"So, where is Mr. Schwartz?"
Slevin glanced at her with an intrigued look, giving up all pretenses.
"It's quite obvious. He's dead."
Even though Elspeth had already guessed the outcome, hearing the truth still caused her eyes to well up with tears.
"How did he die?"
Slevin rubbed his temples, seeming somewhat annoyed.
"The accident in your laboratory was caused by me. I intended to make both of you unconscious, then take you away. However, one of my subordinates miscalculated the number of explosives. The laboratory collapsed too quickly, and there was no time to save two people. He was trapped inside, so I could only bring you out."
"Slevin, you're a complete b*stard!"
Knowing that the person in front of her was responsible for Sonny's death, Elspeth wanted nothing more than to tear him to pieces.
Sonny was such a kind and unassuming person, and he had no conflicts or grudges with anyone. He was an outstanding traditional medicine doctor who could have brought benefit to so many people, but he was killed by Slevin.
All of Slevin's actions were driven by his selfish desires.
Elspeth had intended to force back her tears, but she couldn't control them. They fell to the ground with a pitter-patter.
"Slevin, I will never forgive you in my lifetime."
Slevin sneered mockingly, tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Why do I need your forgiveness?"
"In that case, go and repent for the things you've done."
After saying this, a burst of sirens suddenly sounded from outside the door.
The housekeeper rushed in, flustered. "Mr. Slevin, there's a group of police officers outside. According to them, they're here to arrest you."
Rather than being alarmed by these words, Slevin appeared calm, seeming as though he had anticipated this long ago.
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The housekeeper stood frozen, momentarily unsure how to respond.
Slevin calmly stood up, went to the nearby liquor cabinet, took out a bottle, pried it open, and poured it into a glass. The bright red liquid slowly flowed to the bottom of the glass as he swirled the glass in his hand.
"Turns out you called the police," he remarked.
Elspeth nodded. Seeing his nonchalant attitude, she no longer felt the need to hide anything. She took out her phone, which she had just hung up, from her pocket.
"You've done so many wrongdoings. I can't allow you to continue evading the consequences."