Chapter 626

Rodney's tongue slid across the corner of his mouth before his laughter deepened into something dark and obscene. "Heh, even your slap carries a sweet scent. Words mean nothing compared to touch. You're only turning me on, Hannah-every strike of yours just excites me more."

"Degenerate!" Hannah snapped, her voice dripping with disgust as she spat toward him.

"Ah, I'll take that as praise," Rodney replied, his grin warping into something even more vile.

Hannah straightened her posture, her disgust crystallizing into cold resolve. Her eyes cut away from Rodney's loathsome face as she gave a flat command to Nate, her tone frosted with contempt. "Beat him to a pulp. I don't want him dead, but don't hold back either."

"Yes, Ms. Scott!" Nate answered at once. The pent-up rage he'd long harbored toward Rodney burst loose as he signaled his men forward.

In seconds, fists crashed down like a storm. Rodney barked curses at first, but the defiance drained fast,replaced by desperate howls and broken pleas.

Before long,Rodney was nothing but a battered heap-his skin swvollen and bruised, blood seeping from the corner of his split lip.

"You... You'll regret this," Rodney gasped between ragged breaths, his eyes burning with venom as they swept the room. "You have no idea who you're dealing with. My family's reach goes beyond your imagination! I'll make sure every one of you pays!"

His gaze finally locked onto Hannah. "And you, Ms. Scott... I won't kill you. But I'll make sure every day of your life feels worse than death."

Hannah, seated gracefully on the sofa, gave a soft, derisive laugh."That sounds ambitious. Too bad you won't get the chance."

She pulled out her phone and spoke smoothly into it.′′Officer Mercer, you've received the restaurant surveillance footage I provided, along with the signed statements and medical records from the women he has drugged and assaulted before, correct? Good. You can come arrest him now-we've caught him."

Earlier this morning, Hannah had managed to obtain crystal-clear footage showing Rodney discreetly slipping drugs into her glass at the restaurant. Quietly, she had arranged for her team to reach out to the women he had preyed upon, gathering their testimonies and verified evidence. This time,there would be no escape for Rodney-every thread of proof was airtight.

Rodney froze for a beat at the mention of the police and then suddenly broke into mocking laughter."You called the cops? Ha-ha! Oh, Hannah, do you really think those women haven't reported me before? Every time,I walked out without a scratch. Want to know why?"

His voice rose with swaggering arrogance.′′Afew hours behind bars, that's all. Then, I'll be released again,doing exactly what I please. I'll continue to take whatever woman I want-including you. You'll see. I always get what I want."

Hannah's fury surged, her expression tightening with icy rage. "Rodney Griffin," she questioned, every syllable sharp with contempt, "are you truly unafraid of karma?"

"Karma?" Rodney threw his head back and laughed as if she'd told a joke. "Ha-ha! What hell? My family's influence protects me from any consequence!"

That final, twisted boast shattered the last remnant of Hannah's restraint. She rose abruptly, her heels clacking against the floor as she strode toward him. Without hesitation, she swung her leg and drove her heel savagely into his crotch.

"Ahhh-" Rodney's scream tore through the room, his body thrashing helplessly as the chair rocked under him.

Hannah inserted more strength into her foot until her breath quickened and her anger cooled slightly. Then,she stepped back, smoothing the loose strands of her hair.11SO1how does that feel? Not quite as thrilling now, is it? I'll make sure you never have the chance to hurt another woman again."

Her eyes flicked toward a nearby guard, spotting the dagger strapped to his belt. She plucked it free with deliberate calm. Rodney's bravado finally cracked. Panic flashed across his face."You... You can't do this to me! Hannah, this is murder! My father will destroy you if you touch me!"

"Oh?" Hannah tilted her head, lightly tracing the dagger's tip across his cheek with chilling amusement.′′SO1you can feel fear after all. What happened to that unshakable confidence earlier? | thought your family could shield you even in hell."

Her voice went cold. Without hesitation, she raised the blade and drove it downward toward his groin.

Rodney's scream was raw and guttural, echoing off the walls as the chair toppled backward, slamming to the floor.

His private parts, already injured by Hannah from the previous night and trampled by her heel today,couldn't stand the new agony of the knife driving in. He twisted his body into violent spasms as blood spread across his lower half.

Hannah dropped the stained dagger onto the floor with a dull clang, then calmly drew out a tissue and wiped her hands clean. "Let's see what you'll use to mistreat women now," she said, her voice cool and cutting.

Rodney lay trembling, his face ghostly pale. With what little strength remained, he croaked through clenched teeth, "H-Hannah... you'll rot in prison!"

Hannah looked down at him with a disdainful half-smile, as though regarding something filthy."I have money. Enough to bury any charge under lawyers and influence. You think prison frightens me?"

She crouched beside him, her tone dripping with icy cruelty. "But you... Even if you crawl out of that police cell later on, you'll be nothing but a pitiful shadow. Imagine how others will see you? A disgrace. A man in name only."

Just then, Vincent arrived, his eyes widening as he froze, having witnessed the entire ordeal unfold before him through the glass door.