She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 42

He trailed behind the bodyguards, winding through corridors and hallways. After circling around several times, they finally brought him to the innermost room.

As he took in the lavish, high-end décor, he couldn’t help but mutter to himself, Damn, this guy’s loaded. No wonder he keeps so many bodyguards around.

Inside the mansion, a slightly overweight man was leisurely brewing coffee, moving with unhurried ease as the rich aroma drifted through the room. Even when visitors arrived, he didn’t bother to pause his movements.

He wore a string of prayer beads around his wrist and another around his neck—at first glance, anyone would think he was religious. But that wasn’t really the case. After all the shady things he’d done, he just needed something to quiet his conscience.

The moment Kenny walked in, his voice was tight with urgency.

“Boss, something’s happened… Brett—something’s wrong.”

Keen continued pouring coffee into his cup, not even bothering to glance over. His words were clipped and cold.

“Talk.”

Kenny clenched his fists, clearly frustrated by Keen’s composure, and shot a glance at the bodyguards stationed around the room.

“Boss, this is private. We can’t have anyone else hear it…”

Keen set down the coffee pot and flicked his hand. The outer ring of bodyguards filed out, leaving only two men inside.

Kenny knew these two were Keen’s personal guards.

Keen finally settled into his chair, and one of the bodyguards lit a cigarette for him. He took a slow drag before finally turning his attention to Kenny, his patience wearing thin.

“This better be earth-shattering. Otherwise, you’re not leaving here on your own two feet.”

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