THE RESUSCITATED SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 201

In the middle of the night.

Outside the city, at an abandoned factory. Charles and Thomas were standing outside. Thomas was smoking, whereas Charles was drinking blood from four packets at a time.

“You really seem like you can’t wait to destroy Samantha and Leslie,” Thomas smirked. “Just what did they do to you? Did they milk you or something?”

“What they have done is too disgusting for words,” Charles coldly glanced at him. “Those women are nothing but freaky, torn-up mutilated dolls that deserve to rot at the bottom of a dumpster.”

“Ah, I couldn’t agree more. They are going to come here, right?”

“I believe they want me, so they will come here.”

“Good to know. So, what are you doing these days?” Thomas said. “You haven’t been playing much poker lately. Are you busy learning your neighbor’s habits after buying a villa?”

“Neighbor’s habits, huh…” Charles sighed. “In this wicked world, keeping up with the Joneses is a recipe for disaster. I use my own discernment and decide what to foll