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Upon hearing Wayne's words, Aaron, who was lying on the ground, trembled and burst into tears, saying:

"Wayne... Mr. Wayne, please... please... I apologize for the mistakes I made, and I beg for your forgiveness..."

At first, he still carried the same sense of superior control he had once had over Wayne, and didn't take Wayne's appearance seriously.

After all these years, he had always regarded the other party as an object to be exploited, like a slave.

Even when Wayne resisted, he only thought it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Now, having witnessed firsthand the hellish ordeal Bourne suffered, and the torment his own body endured, Aaron has completely broken down.

Ultimately, he wasn't a gang member at all; he was just an agent with a wicked heart who made dirty money through his own scheming.

While being nailed to the ground and subjected to inhuman torture, his psychological defenses had already completely collapsed!

"I repent, I repent to you!"

"I once set a trap in the contract, causing you to incur huge debts due to the betting agreement..."

"And also, I once wanted to offer you to some big figures in politics, and I have similar arrangements this time... California Lieutenant Governor Gavin has... has already reserved you... in just one week... and... and Congressman Fauci..."

Feeling excruciating pain in his lower body, Aaron spoke while tears streamed down his face.

He understood that the more he concealed the truth at this moment, the more terrible the punishment he would suffer.

Judging from Wayne's seemingly omniscient and omnipotent power, there is nothing that can escape his eyes.

Only by revealing everything can we have a chance of survival.

Wayne sighed and said:

"Aaron, my friend, you have never respected me from beginning to end. You have disappointed me greatly..."

I never expected that this scumbag not only planned to torture him tonight, but also promised him off as a futures contract.

Moreover, judging from Aaron's practiced manner, it was clear that this was not the first time the other party had done this kind of transaction.

Countless artists have been harmed by him.

"I was wrong, sir... I know I was wrong... I beg for your forgiveness, I confess to you..."

Aaron said, trembling.

My heart was filled with fear of the oven.

"I...I have some of your debts on me, and I can sign an agreement right now to forgive those debts!"

"Furthermore, a significant portion of your debts was...sold off by me. The Mexican Mafia bought some, and others, including your ex-wife, also...bought some..."

Aaron murmured.

Wayne nodded slightly and made a gesture.

Doug immediately stepped forward, took out a claw hammer, and pulled the nail out of Aaron's palm.

Amidst the excruciating pain, Aaron let out a piercing scream, biting his arm hard to suppress his voice, afraid of displeasing Wayne.

Then, followed by Doug, he stumbled towards the bedroom, opened the safe inside, took out some documents, and brought them back to Wayne.

Many of these documents were signed by Wayne's predecessor, that poor former child star.

Upon closer inspection, it is essentially no different from a contract of servitude.

It's full of contract traps.

It's no wonder that its predecessor had so much debt.

The debts on the contracts alone amount to at least thirty million US dollars.

Aaron quickly drafted an agreement stating that he would waive all debt claims against Wayne, then signed his name and pressed his fingerprint on it.

Then, as if presenting a treasure, he held it up in front of Wayne and said:

"Mr. Wayne, I... I have forgiven all debts related to you... You don't owe me a single cent anymore..."

"I think everything before was a misunderstanding. If you're willing, I'll do everything in my power to help you make a comeback in Hollywood. I... I can give you my entire agency... You know, there are some very beautiful actresses in the company, and they're all very obedient. You can do anything..."

Aaron's face was full of fawning.

At this moment, Doug, Nick, and the others approached Wayne carrying a suitcase and respectfully said:

"Godfather, this was found in that secret room under this bastard's bed."

"As he said, the place was indeed well hidden, and we would have found almost nothing if he hadn't explained in detail how to find it."

As they spoke, the two opened the box in front of Wayne.

The box contained some CDs and USB drives, as well as several envelopes.

Wayne opened the envelope, and some photos fell out.

The main characters are mostly Epstein and some distinguished guests, as well as some little girls who accompany him.

Clearly, Aaron did take quite a few good photos on the island.

Wayne nodded, flipping through the photos as he spoke:

"That's right, Aaron, my friend. Taking photos to document life is a good habit."

The photos include the Clintons, Bill Gates, Hunter Biden, and a host of other prominent figures throughout the United States.

Wayne understood all too well that these things were like a political nuclear bomb.

If used properly, it would be a devastating blow to the opponent.

If the existence of these things were exposed prematurely, it is very likely that half of the American political scene would become his enemy.

This is why Aaron is so afraid of these things being made public.

When Hillary Clinton committed murder, she hanged herself and shot herself in the head eight times with a shotgun; those actions could be considered suicide.

Killing this Hollywood agent would be incredibly easy.

Aaron also understood that once these things fell into the other party's hands, he would be completely under Wayne's control.

Otherwise, if he simply released any one of the photos, Hillary's assassins would immediately come to kill him and silence him.

Wayne didn't even need to lift a finger.

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The methods the other party used to torture people were equally extreme.

Aaron, his face full of obsequiousness, continued:

"Thank you for your praise, Mr. Wayne. I...I am deeply honored."

He understood that the other party had softened their heart.

This is also a major weakness of Bruce Wayne.

Back when he was a child star, that little boy was excessively kind.

Now, he can use this to his advantage and seize his last chance to survive.

If we can get through this night, there's still room for things to turn around.

After all, neither the Mexican Mafia Commission, the vice governor, nor members of Congress were figures that Wayne could contend with.

As for what happens after the videos and photos taken on Epstein's island are leaked... at worst, he can just board a plane and escape to China.

No matter how skilled Hillary Clinton's assassins are, they can't carry out their attacks in another hostile country.

The Clintons are getting old, and the rumors will eventually pass.

He can come back then and make a comeback...

Aaron's mind raced with various thoughts, a fawning smile on his face as he awaited Wayne's forgiveness.

In his view, since Bourne had already survived, he was no match for him either.

After all, in Wayne's eyes, he was still useful.

Just then, the black-haired, black-eyed man in front of him sighed and said:

"Aaron, my friend, reason tells me I should keep you here, to use you as bait to deal with that lieutenant governor or congressman..."

Aaron's expression brightened, and then he heard the other person continue:

"But my emotions make it impossible for me to do that. When I came into this world, I promised him that I would help him take revenge and let his soul rest in peace."

"Now, that time has come."

Aaron was startled, a bad feeling creeping over him, and asked in a trembling voice:

"Sir, may I ask... whom did you promise?"

Wayne smiled gently and said:

"I promised Bruce Wayne."

He then looked at Assistant Prosecutor Maddie, producer Victor, and Israeli company executive Joshua, and ordered:

"Kill him."