Reborn To Ruin Her Rivals - Chapter 22: Chapter 22

When Axe heard this, his bloodthirsty gaze locked onto Spike. "What did you guys do?"
He suspected that Andrew was messing around outside and got caught in someone's trap, which exposed his identity.
After that incident, all of them had been more low-key, especially Andrew, whose mark was too obvious.
To avoid exposure, he curbed his womanizing nature and had only one regular fling for years.
He wouldn't be so reckless as to expose himself.
Spike, feeling the pressure, stammered out what he knew, "He had an affair with a rich merchant's mistress, got caught, maybe the merchant installed cameras in the house.
"I don't know the specifics, but the video's gone viral in our circles, can't suppress it."
It was just a guess; nothing much usually happened between him and Andrew.
The key was, these videos were posted from Andrew's own social media, meaning someone else had his phone.
He wouldn't be so dumb as to publicly share his sex pics and videos, right?
Axe panicked at that moment, too, realizing it was getting serious.
Andrew worked at one of his venues, hadn't been out partying, and he'd seen Andrew a few days ago, but not these past two days.
He quickly called his underling, asking, "Where's Andrew? Get him here now."
The underling was clueless as he, too, hadn't seen Andrew for two days.
Seeing the furious boss, he was scared, his voice shaky. "He said he was going to buy a gift for his little darling, haven't seen him these two days."
Axe, infuriated upon hearing this, kicked the underling hard.
"What the hell are you doing? Don't you know you're supposed to look for him? Hurry up and get everyone to search!" As he spoke, he grabbed his phone and dialed Andrew's number.
After two attempts, the call finally got through.
Axe went straight to cursing. "Where the hell are you? Get your ass back here now. You exposed yourself. Come back immediately, or I'll chop you up!"
After cursing, Axe didn't wait for a response from the other end of the line and slammed the phone down directly.
The call wasn't ended yet, and a strange voice came from the phone. "I'm looking for you."
The room fell silent. Axe exchanged a glance with Spike, both seeing panic and shock in each other's eyes.
He quickly picked up the phone from the ground, only to find the call had been cut off.
"That voice just now wasn't Andrew's!" It wasn't a question, but a definite statement.
He was completely unraveled. 'The speaker must have been Samson. It had to be him!'
Spike was panicking, too. With Andrew caught, he was definitely dead meat, and it was their turn next.
He looked at Axe, who seemed a bit flustered, and plopped down on his knees with a thud. "Axe, save me, please save me. I only hurt her alone.
"I didn't touch her daughter, and I... I was done in under a minute. That woman's crying freaked me out, really, under a minute..." he pleaded.
Back then, he was forced to fuck that woman. The girl beside her was already unconscious, and the woman was crying her heart out. Though he didn't want to do that, he also didn't want to be laughed at.
Truth was, he was done in under a minute, then comforted the woman, telling her crying was useless and would only make the man crazier. He even suggested she might as well end it herself to avoid more suffering.
"Shut the hell up! What the hell are you talking about at a time like this?" Axe paced back and forth in the room, trying to think of a plan.
Samson's power couldn't be underestimated. Over the years, he'd been avoiding Samson to prevent a direct confrontation.
Now that things were exposed, with Samson's temper, he definitely wouldn't let them off.
Spike was completely lost, his mind a chaotic mess.
He didn't dare go out; at least here with Axe, someone could protect him.
If he went out on his own, it was a one-way ticket to death.
Andrew and Spike were the masterminds, the ones who came up with torturing them.
"Axe, come up with a plan quick, or let's just run far away and come back after things cool down." Spike really didn't want to die.
If they had to run, Axe would at least ensure he'd be set for life.
"Run? Are you stupid? Where to? It's a dead end everywhere! Don't you know Samson's reach isn't just in Haskium? Even abroad, he'd find us," Axe snapped.
"But Axe, are we just gonna wait to die? I don't wanna die. I haven't even been married or had kids. I'm the only son. I can't let the family line die out!" Spike cried, tears streaming down his face.
Upon hearing this, Axe was so mad that he just wanted to kick this idiot out. 'At a time like this, he was still thinking about getting married and having kids? What a brainless fool!'
"One more word outta you, and I'll shoot you dead!" Axe threatened, quickly signaling his bodyguards outside to get ready.
Spike backed off a few steps, shaking his head frantically. "All these years, I've been repenting. Just thinking about their faces keeps me up at night."
He used to have a girlfriend. They were deeply in love. Five years ago, she got pregnant, and he insisted she abort it. She did, and left him.
Axe just humphed coldly, looking at him with disdain. "You're acting like a saint now? You were the one who caught them. Do you really think you can wash your hands of this?
"You're scared of Samson's power, and now you want to distance yourself completely. Dream on!"
The last strand of hope of Spike was shattered.
Back then, when Samson escaped, he had his wife and daughter hidden in a safe place.
Spike found out and immediately reported it to Axe. He didn't think much of it then, just wanted to stand out in front of the boss.
He caught them and brought them back. He thought the boss would just use them to force Samson to show up. Yet, they were attracted by their beauty and brutally...
Axe plopped down in a chair, not caring what Spike was thinking. He needed to figure out how to escape now.
He couldn't stay in Haskium and had to flee to another country.
Although Samson's influence extended to other countries, not every country had a presence of his people.
Luckily, he had a few business partners in Zebia. He could ask them for help and lie low for a while.
But before escaping, he had to deal with one person.
He took the gun from his bodyguard and aimed it at Spike.
Axe's actions finally made Spike face reality—his life wasn't worth anything.
Meanwhile, Samson was leading a group of people heading towards the villa.
He was trembling, his hands clenching and relaxing repeatedly. He was going to make those bastards suffer.
His wife was so kind, so beautiful, yet ended up like this. His daughter was so cute, only fourteen, yet those bastards didn't spare her...
The always strong and dignified man, his eyes now reddened, bore the deepest sorrow of a husband and a father.
Just thinking about the torture his wife and daughter endured made him shiver.
'How helpless and painful they must have been at that time!' Samson struggled to control his emotions.
He was going to make them pay in blood.