"You dare to escape right in front of me, your guts must have been too big to contain." The crazy woman said as she stabbed his inner thing with brutal force.

"Are you feeling the pain now?." The woman asked in a loud tone as the man cried in anguish.

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"Let me tell you, what you are feeling right now, can not be compared with the pains I felt when I completely lost the one person I love to another woman. You should face the pain like a man that you are." The woman said to him before stabbing him again in his other thigh.

The man continued to scream in anguish. Seeing the state their colleague was in, the remaining 5 cried out in alarm, but they shut their mouth immediately when they received a warning from The crazy female boss.

"Shut Up!!!. Do you know the efforts I put in only to receive no results? I haven't started with my torture but you are already screaming? If you pity this stupid fella here so much, what don't you replace him?." She asked as she sent crazy glances at the men, but none of them would dare to sacrifice himself for the one receiving torture directly from her.

They were still in pain and wondering when they would be released, so how could they dare option to suffer worse pain?

"Cowards!!!." The woman spat, seeing that none of them wanted to stand in the gap for the one being tortured by her.

Turning back to the man she was dealing with, she smiled as she used the sharp edge of the swiss knife to caress his thighs, thereby leaving a sharp and thin trace.

The swiss knife was so sharp that a scratch from it was so painful.

The man being tortured by her continued to scream in pain. The crazy woman got irritated by his voice, so she slapped him on his cheeks, still with that sack over his face.

"Shut up!." She screamed as she slapped his cheeks so hard. Feeling the pain on her palms, her face scrunched up, so she angrily stabbed him a few times on his thighs to vent her anger.

What followed were cries from the man. Now, he was starting to plead with her, but if he received mercy so easily, then it was not the crazy woman torturing him.

Watching the blood gush out from the wounds she inflicted on him, she smiled happily. She was no longer angry.

But then glancing at her red palms, she frowned a little bit before she could say anything, the scar-faced man walked wards her with ice and massaged her palms with it.

"Good! you know your job without being told." The crazy woman said with a little satisfaction in her tone. But glancing at the victims that failed her, her tone changed as she said to the man massaging her palm with ice.

"But look at your subordinates, you couldn't even follow them up with the task I assigned to them. You should be the one receiving this torture, but your merits are more than your demerits, so I will let you go."

The man nodded in understanding and didn't say anything. Did he dare to do anything? Of course not. After massaging her hand, he took the ice pack away.

The mentally deranged psychopath of a woman, brought the swiss knife to her nose to perceive the blood. Then smiling in satisfaction, she cleaned the blood on the man's exposed stomach.

But when she wanted to inflict another injury on him, her phone rang. The ring tone caused a distraction, so she turned around with a smile and asked, "Who is that?."

Because the scar-faced man was holding her phone, he brought it for her. "It's Sir." that was his response as he showed the phone to her.

"Your luck." She said to the man she was torturing before handing the knife over to one of the gangs.

"Finish up from here." She said to them before taking her phone from the scar-faced man. She didn't answer the call till she left the place in her car.

On the third ring, she answered the call in a neutral tone. It was her foreign husband calling. That was the only call that can make her stop whatever evil she was doing.

Whatever her husband said to her at the other side, she replied in a neutral tone.

After the call ended, she sighed and kept her phone aside.

"When are you going to meet him?." She asked the scar-faced man who was driving her.

"Tomorrow." The man replied, keeping his reply simple.

"He doesn't want to come back anymore. Why is he asking you to come and meet him instead of asking others?." The woman asked in a curious tone.

In other not for her to suspect anything, the scar-faced man replied using the same words his Boss instructed him to use.

"I'm going to hunt someone down for him. It's very important, so he wants me to do it myself." The man replied.

"Go, but come back immediately you are done. We have some unfinished dealings." The woman said to him before closing her eyes.

The scar-faced replied to show that he heard her, but he received no response from her, so he continued with what he was doing. He put his eyes on the road and increased the speed.

"Take me to any hotel and order a set of female clothes for me, I need to have a bath." The woman instructed with her eyes closed.

"Yes, Ma'am." The scar-faced man replied before taking a detour when he got to a junction.

He drove towards the nearest hotel in the area and stopped there.

Having noticed the car had come to a stop, she opened her eyes and stepped out after the car don't was opened for her.

The woman walked into the building with a huge sunshade over her eyes, with the man beside her.

At the receptionist's desk, the man booked a room for her. He said with the card he speeds to her before taking the left card from them.

"Why is everybody looking at me?." She asked after they entered the lift. She noticed the curious glances she received from a few people who glanced at her, and she didn't know their reason.