Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

Today Avery Jane was there so he didn’t want to scare her, but this little cop really thought Joshua Hughes was afraid.

”Joshua Hughes, don’t be complacent. I know you’re rich and powerful, but no matter how wealthy you are, you can’t just kill people. We have enough evidence to prove you killed someone in George Parker’s office last night,” the chief said nervously, sweating and forcing himself to calm down.

”You’re not leaving Las Vegas. If you cooperate, your life will be a bit better. If you don’t, it doesn’t matter who you are, my words still carry weight on this acre and three points of Las Vegas.” The chief’s face reddened under Joshua’s gaze, and his trembling mustache shook even more violently.

”I offered you coffee as a courtesy. Don’t reject it.” His face turned anxious and angry due to Joshua’s complete disregard. Here, a fierce dragon really couldn’t suppress a local snake. Joshua Hughes was too confident.

”You’ve benefitted, but you still can’t take my life. You’re just causing trouble for yourself, you know?” Joshua Hughes chuckled lightly, the ”H” emblem on his suit button emitting a cold, eerie light, as terrifying as a demonic eye in the dark night.

”Even if your legal team doesn’t miss flights, doesn’t get stuck in traffic, and doesn’t encounter any accidents on the way, it will still take hours for them to get here. That’s enough time for me to have a good talk with your pretty little wife. I’ve done risky things like fetching chestnuts from the fire more than once. But your fire is indeed the fiercest, so since I’ve taken such a big risk, I should be a bit happier.” The chief sneered, having run out of patience, thinking it didn’t matter if he offended a rich man’s woman. He could see if there was really a difference.

Because he would make sure Joshua Hughes died in Las Vegas.

”Are you saying you want to use my woman to threaten me? She has nothing to do with this,” Joshua Hughes continued to sit there, his thick eyelashes hiding the murderous glow in his eyes that were about to tear people apart. His fingers absentmindedly toyed with his suit button.

”I say she’s involved, so she’s involved. Moreover, she’s so beautiful that every man wishes to be involved with her, right? Isn’t Mr. Hughes the man most related to her?” The chief looked at Joshua Hughes, the man whose powerful aura dominated the entire interrogation room. He could feel the terrifying atmosphere that was about to explode.

Yet Joshua Hughes didn’t lose his temper; he made no movements.

”Do you sign or let me go talk to her?” The chief issued an ultimatum; he couldn’t wait any longer. Every second this man stayed at the police station was dangerous.

If his men gathered enough people to break him out, it wouldn’t be impossible. Lawlessness had always been Joshua Hughes’ nature.

”Doesn’t this count as coercion?” Joshua Hughes continued to play with his suit button, his expression cold and indifferent.

:”What can you do if I am coercing you? Hurry up and sign, and I won’t let your woman suffer much.” The chief stared at Joshua Hughes, feeling as if he were the one being questioned, even though he was the interrogator.

”Go fetch the woman from the presidential suite,” the chief ordered over the phone to his subordinates.

”Joshua Hughes, you’re really choosing the hard way. I know you’re highly skilled, but there are hundreds of guns pointed at you outside. Can you fight ten, or a hundred?” As the local tyrant in Las Vegas for a long time, no one had dared to ignore him like this, but Joshua Hughes was extremely arrogant.

The chief’s face twitched, his demeanor beginning to show some unease.

Suppressing his impatience, he thought that a man controlling so much wealth must have an incredibly strong will. So, before his lawyer arrived, he must get his confession; otherwise, he risked ruin. Even more frightening was the prospect of Joshua Hughes leaving here; he couldn’t imagine the consequences.

”If Mr. Hughes still refuses to admit to murder, I’ll personally go talk to that beautiful lady at the hotel. And I can bring a few brothers to chat. After I finish, they’ll go one by one, or perhaps everyone together, for a lively discussion. I wonder if that delicate lady can handle long rounds of conversation?” The chief thought of Avery Jane sitting on the bed with a blanket, making a man burn with desire, wanting to play her to death.

Since Joshua Hughes cared so much about that woman, should he not do something for her?

The confession on the table was already written and placed there before Joshua Hughes walked in. The chief smiled, pushing it in front of Joshua Hughes.

Joshua Hughes looked up, his complexion turning a terrifying, iron blue, his eyes blood-red.

The tall, robust figure stood up, resembling the most fearsome and frigid Satan from the depths of the Inferno.

Covered in intimidating spikes, enough to wound anyone who touched them, dripping with blood.

This man was truly abominable, damned to the extreme. He picked up the document, pulling a pen from his pocket.

The intense, glaring interrogation room light shone on the sharp features of the man, whose deep eyes harbored a seething fury that he forcibly suppressed.

This incident happened too abruptly, and with Avery Jane accompanying him to Las Vegas, it was all a conspiracy aimed at him. Therefore, he didn’t want Avery Jane to suffer any undeserved misfortune because of him.

The situation was clear; someone wanted to tie him to Las Vegas through this event, not even letting him leave alive.

The smaller the place, the harder it was for outsiders to intervene, and Tiger Geogre was the most innocent victim.

Someone killed him but wanted to pin it on him, making him take the fall for it.

This was far from a straightforward murder case. If Tiger Geogre had died yesterday, the police would have arrested him as soon as he returned to the hotel.

But nothing happened last night. Only after several hours, until dawn, did they come for him.

During those hours, a lot occurred, which he could almost imagine: staging a murder scene, bribing witnesses, and even the confession already written on the table before he arrived—all set for him.

Thinking of Avery Jane quietly and obediently in the hotel, his demeanor grew more grave.

Once he signed this confession, it would bring a lot of unnecessary trouble, but time was too tight now for him to think further.

”This confession was written last night,” Joshua Hughes looked up at the chief with the quivering mustache, speaking with a voice as icy as death.

”So what if it was? Joshua Hughes, you’re a fallen tiger now bullied by dogs, and I really want to bully you thoroughly. If you dare touch my family, I’ll finish with that woman and sell her to the lowest-class brothel here, where all men can enjoy the most wonderful woman for the least amount of money.” The chief watched as Joshua Hughes slowly signed his surname on the last page. The ”Huo” character was strong and forceful...