Chapter 87: The Sex Tape

Chloe emerged from the hospital feeling despondent, her underlings trailing behind her. As soon as she stepped outside, she shot a stern look at them.

"Don't follow me," she said in a hushed tone, before striding towards her car. Without wasting any time, she got in and drove off.

She soon found herself at a bar, where she booked a private room and ordered a variety of alcoholic beverages. She proceeded to drink non-stop, her eyes brimming with tears as she consumed bottle after bottle.

Suddenly, the door burst open and Peter walked in, his face filled with anger. He stared down at Chloe, who was still drinking.

"Chloe," he said, clenching his fists in fury. The vein on his forehead bulged as he spoke. "Do you have any idea what you've done? My two brothers are in the hospital, my sister is dead, and even our family's son-in-law is gone."

Peter had visited over four family members who had suffered fatal accidents before the men he had sent to track Chloe finally reported her location