Chapter 46

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Zechariah Olive Henderson POV

Trigger warning: This content may contain themes of violence, profanity, emotional distress, and discussions of death. Read at your own risk.

[Long chapter ahead.]







"Good job, Miss." I didn't know that he's here.

Murray suddenly clapped his hands out of nowhere. I pointed my katana towards his neck, he freezes immediately.

"Por qué estás aquí?"

"Tengo buenas noticias." I put it down to listen attentively.

"Next week, uuwi ka ng Pilipinas. Pinayagan ka na ng Señor. I will accompany you hangga't maaari, hindi ka pwedeng mag-isa. You know the protocols."

"Oh?" He finally agreed?

", jefa." I want to visit them in the Philippines. I know that my abuelo won't like it but here we are, I'm going home.

I felt revitalized.

"Bukas na bukas din babalik ka na muna sa England para makapag-impake, I'll be your driver, Miss. No complaints." I arched my eyebrows. This human has been commanding me my whole life.

I think he's forgetting who's the boss here.

"I could drive."

"You're sixteen."

"So? It's not that illegal, Murray. Slashing you will be." He gulped.

"Oo na, ikaw na mag-drive. Dati talaga akong passenger princess eh." He surrendered, scratching the back of his head.

"So what do we have here?" I grinned at his question.

"A rapist..." I said, looking at the naked man with drops of red coming out from his weiner. I'm having fun since earlier.

Well, I cut it. He almost raped my yaya.

"A murderer..." I said as I sliced his neck, not too deep, just enough to wake him up.

He had killed an infant and a mother because he didn't want to take on the responsibilities of patriarchy.

"Corrupt..." I nailed his ten fingers above the table. He'd been stealing away our money for politics and now he's buried in debt.

Should I put him on a cross?

"And my favorite-the whistleblower." I pursed his lips using a glue. I also glued his eyes for bonus. They're so sticky, he won't open them.

Murray gasped when I handed him a glass of jar. "This is his tongue and his teeth. You know, I dislike betrayal." He heard and seen everything about our family. The nerve to expose our activities in advantage to ruin our reputation.

"Can I have it? Idadagdag ko sa collections." Fine, I don't have anything to do with it tho.

As I stared at them sitting in line, I couldn't help but smile widely. There was something deeply satisfying about the sight before me. Each one of them, once so confident and arrogant, now reduced to a pitiful state. Blood dripped from their bodies, pooling on the ground beneath them.

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