Spoiling the Obsessed

Chapter 40: I Will Bury You All with Her!

The office window was opened with a special tool, and the window cleaner outside quickly caught Olivia, vanishing rapidly down the lift.

Damien's meeting lasted two hours. As soon as it ended, he rushed towards his office.

His Olivia was waiting for him, and for the first time, he experienced the feeling of being awaited.

However, the moment he pushed open the door, he sensed something was wrong.

With a quick glance, he realized the familiar figure was gone.

Damien's eyes turned icy and stern. He swiftly pulled out his phone to check the tracking APP.

The blue dot on the screen was twenty kilometers away, pinpointed in the northern suburbs of Empire City!

At that moment, Damien's phone rang—a video call.

The caller ID displayed the name—

Henry Thorn, Damien's half-brother.

The video connected, and Damien immediately saw the situation on the other side.

The man, whose face was slightly similiar to his own, stood amidst ruins, with Olivia bound and gagged beside him.

Upon seeing the video connect, Brandon's lips curved into a cruel smile on his somewhat effeminate face:

"Brother, look who I've invited over!"

Damien's pupils turned crimson, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty rage. "Release her!"

Henry chuckled, his tone light and airy. "Brother, relax... Your dear Olivia is my honoured guest; how could I possibly mistreat her?"

Damien's fingers tightened, his knuckles cracking loudly as he grabbed his car keys and strode out.

"Henry Thorn, I'm warning you one last time—release her!" Damien's eyes burned with the fires of hell.

Henry didn't bother with pretense. "Brother, come here yourself. If I see anyone else approaching, I'll kill her first!"

With that, he brandished a knife, trailing it along Olivia's face. "Let's start with a little mark, shall we?"

He sighed theatrically, "Such a pretty face, it would be a shame to ruin it! Perhaps I'll start with her clothes instead!"

As he spoke, he slashed Olivia's blouse, exposing part of her collarbone.

On the other end of the line, Damien's violent aura surged uncontrollably. He roared:

"Don't touch her, or I will make sure you all die!"

Olivia, not far from the video, heard Damien's words clearly. For a moment, she was reminded of her past life.

The image of Damien recklessly charging into the flames back then overlapped with his current self.

His eyes had been filled with such despair and helplessness back then!

Olivia's eyes grew misty. She didn't know if Damien could see her clearly, but she shook her head at him.

Don't act rashly, don't lose your control.

She wasn't afraid.

Damien's gaze locked with Olivia's through the video, his heart felt like it was being pierced by needles, but he managed to regain some composure.

He flipped his phone over and swiftly retrieved a vial from the office safe.

Drawing the substance into a syringe, Damien quickly injected it into his vein.

A few seconds later, he discarded the needle, locked the door, and left.

In the abandoned factory, Olivia surveyed her surroundings.

Her hands and feet were bound. In a short while, she would inevitably become a burden to Damien. She had to find a way to be less of a hindrance.

Beside her, Henry observed her with a smirk. "You're calmer than I expected."

Olivia ignored him.

Seeming to realize something, Henry walked over and yanked the cloth from Olivia's mouth.

He chuckled darkly. "Guess what I'll do to him in a bit?"