American Gossip King

Chapter 286 I Will Miss You

Los Angeles Police Department.

In the interrogation room, Catherine glared fiercely at the arrested murderer.

The other person seemed completely indifferent.

He chuckled softly, "You can't get anything out of me."

Catherine sneered, "I wasn't planning on asking you."

As she spoke, she walked over, took out a thin skewer, and stabbed it into the other person's fingernail.

"what!"

The intense pain caused the killer to scream in agony: "Fuck, you can't do this to me! I have human rights!!!"

Catherine scoffed, "That's how it usually is, but unfortunately for you, you've offended a super-boss. No matter what I do to you, he'll protect me. Even if I lose my job, I'll likely gain even more wealth. You know what the best crime in the world is? It's when your ending is always good no matter what… Oh, you know. Because you were already prepared, weren't you?"

As she spoke, Catherine chuckled softly.

This once righteous girl now has a fire burning in her heart.

You actually tried to kill Ian Carl?

He's my man!

I'm the only one who can bully and exploit him. You actually want to kill him? What am I supposed to do with my life then?

You must pay the price for this!

She stared at the other person with a cold gaze, as if looking at a dead man, and pierced his fingers with thin thorns.

These are torture methods from China. Catherine studied them because Ian knew about China and had told her many stories about China.

A problem that can be solved with a toothpick or a pin is inexpensive and effective.

One by one, the fine thorns pierced the other's fingertips, causing him immense pain.

He screamed frantically, "Fuck! Fuck! I need to see my lawyer! You're using torture to extract a confession, you're going to be in big trouble!"

Catherine calmly toyed with the man: "Have you forgotten who my backer is? Ian Carl can solve all my problems. So you won't see anyone until you've satisfied my pleasure."

The murderer was still struggling: "You bitch! You bitch that Ian Karl fucked!"

Catherine smiled: "All the police in Los Angeles know that Ian Carl slept with me! That's my greatest honor."

flutter!

She inserted another thin thorn.

Some of the police officers on the jury couldn't stand it anymore.

He turned his head.

My fragile heart cannot bear this.

The assailant trembled all over as he was stabbed repeatedly with fine needles, feeling as if he had fallen into hell.

In the blink of an eye, all ten of his fingers were covered in blood.

Catherine was completely disregarding the consequences; she wanted to vent her anger!

"No!" The murderer really couldn't take it anymore.

He considered himself an iron man, capable of bearing any consequences, but only now did he realize that his so-called iron will was built on the foundation of America's so-called human rights protection.

When law enforcement ignores all of this, his courage vanishes.

He screamed shrilly, "Ask me anything and I'll tell you everything!"

Catherine shook her head slightly: "No rush, I haven't had enough fun yet."

She slowly twirled the fine thorn in her hand.

The other person screamed, "Fuck! I'm willing to talk now..."

His pitiful screams echoed and roared in the interrogation room.

………………

In a small room outside the interrogation room.

Ian and Scarlett sat together.

The new director was Bellman, who personally poured coffee for Ian without asking any further questions.

He knew very well that this was not something he could access.

Turning his gaze away from the interrogation room, Ian stopped thinking about the past.

He had originally intended to use illusions and hypnosis to extract a confession, but now it seemed unnecessary.

Let Catherine vent her anger.

He turned back to look at the girls, whose faces were deathly pale.

After what just happened, everyone calmed down a lot, but they were also filled with lingering fear.

Ian apologized, "I'm so sorry to have put you through this."

Scarlett covered his mouth: "Don't say that, Ian!"

Gaskell sighed, "Actually, I wanted to say this a long time ago, but I was too slow. Ian, you expanded too fast. But business isn't just about offense; you also need defense. The bigger your company grows, the more problems you'll face."

Ian nodded: "I know, but usually assassination should be the last resort... Someone skipped a grade."

Gaskell also found it strange.

The latest novel is first published here!

As Ian said, when a company grows big, it will attract both overt and covert attacks, but assassination is always the last resort and the most helpless option.

In reality, before that, standard commercial attack tactics would include: poaching talent with high salaries, probing for confidential information, finding financial loopholes, identifying illegal activities, and investigating your personal privacy—these are the legal aspects. The illegal aspects include fabricating illegal activities during your news gathering process, framing you, and only resorting to assassination as a last resort after all other methods have failed.

This time, they went straight for a car bombing; that's a bit outrageous.

"Perhaps there are other reasons, hopefully Catherine can help you find them," Gaskell said.

For now, we can only wait for Catherine's response before making any further decisions.

Ian nodded, then looked at the girls: "You've all seen the situation. My competitors don't seem to be planning to use business tactics against me; they've chosen simpler, more effective methods. I can't guarantee this won't happen again... I mean..."

He hesitated for a moment, then looked at Scarlett, Kate, and Britney.

The three girls understood what she meant.

Scarlett hugged Ian tightly, gazing at him intently. "I won't leave you, Ian!"

Kate shrugged. "Anyway, you're not that easy to kill, are you?"

Scarlett idolizes him, and Kate has been on adventures with him and trusts him completely; neither of the girls intends to leave just like that.

Britney hesitated.

She was genuinely terrified.

Ian could understand her feelings.

She is different from Scarlett and the others. She was already famous and had a high status when she met herself. She had also had relationships and had her share of quirks. In short, she is more independent and unlikely to depend on Ian.

So it's normal for Ian to back down when there's great danger around her.

Ian kissed Britney lightly: "If you want to leave me, I won't blame you."

Britney stared at him intently. "I don't want to leave you, Ian, but I'm really scared!"

Ian sighed.

He hugged Britney: "You can see me anytime you want, in a safe place. If it's not a good time, just call me. It's nothing, Britney, I won't blame you. And if you ever find another man, I'll congratulate you."

Britney muttered, "This doesn't make me happy."

For a fleeting moment, she hoped Ian would ask her to stay and promise to protect her.

But he didn't.

His respect seemed more like indifference, which made Britney feel a little bitter.

So she stood up and said, "I will miss you, and I will come to see you."

As she spoke, she hugged Ian and gave him a sweet, long kiss.

(End of this chapter)