Holy shit!"
The naked man and woman in bed were startled and screamed, grabbing the blanket to cover themselves.
Although it was only a flash, Jason still got a clear view of the scene on the bed.
The woman had snow-white skin, a full figure, and sensual lips that made one want to kiss her; the woman was Wesley's wife, Annie.
And that man…
Brown hair, blue eyes, a muscular build, and a black mamba snake tattooed on his arm; definitely not James Wesley, who wears glasses and has a somewhat refined air.
Jason's brain buzzed, and he was completely dumbfounded.
"Jason! What are you doing here!"
Annie clutched the blanket, staring at Jason as she questioned him.
"..."
Jason didn't want to speak; he felt complicated at the moment.
Sneaking into the villa to eavesdrop on a live sex show suddenly turned into catching someone in the act of adultery; this was too damn exciting.
"Jason, I think you've misunderstood; he is…"
Annie wanted to explain, but she couldn't think of a reasonable excuse.
Nonsense, they were already sleeping together; what was there to explain?
Everyone was an adult; as long as they weren't blind, they could see what was going on at a glance.
"Huff…" Jason sighed, his eyes filled with helplessness.
"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, let Wesley come and see for himself; after all, they've been brothers for many years, and we can't let someone put a green hat on his head while he's still in the dark."
"Jason, you can't do that."
Annie panicked and crawled to the end of the bed on her knees: "I still love Wesley; I don't want to lose him; I promise this is the last time; please help me keep it a secret."
"Shut up, bitch! You just don't want to lose your house and your high position, do you?"
Her words made Jason feel disgusted.
"Okay, I won't say anything. Jason, let's make a deal; as long as you let me go, I can give you money, a lot of money."
Jason pointed a gun at Annie and said, "That's not your money; it's Wesley's money. Now, immediately, call Wesley."
"No, I can't; if you have the guts, shoot me dead." Annie's eyes were red, and she stubbornly shook her head.
"Okay, if you don't call, I will!" Jason took out his phone.
At this moment, the strong man in the bed quietly reached under the pillow, feeling for a cold M1911 pistol, while Jason was looking down, dialing the phone.
Bang!
The strong man's hand, which had just touched the gun, was pierced by a 10mm bullet.
The snow-white down comforter instantly turned red.
"Ah…"
The man covered his bleeding wound, the intense pain causing him to scream.
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Bang!
Jason fired another shot, hitting the mattress next to the man's head; the scream stopped abruptly.
"Shhh… keep it down; can't you see I'm on the phone?"
Jason said indifferently, then pressed the call button under Annie's murderous gaze.
A few seconds later…
"Hello!"
"Hey! It's me."
"Who?"
"It's me; can't you even recognize my voice?"
"Shit! Jason!"
"Heh heh heh… you guessed right; then guess where I'm calling you from."
"..."
"Congratulations, you guessed right again; you should still be at the company, right? I'll give you 15 minutes to get home; I've prepared a gift for you."
After saying that, Jason hung up the phone and looked at the two people on the bed: "Okay, wait patiently for a while; Wesley will be back soon."
"Jason!"
Annie suddenly released her hands, and the down comforter slipped from her body.
Jason stared at her openly and asked, "What do you mean?"
Annie walked off the bed barefoot and slowly approached: "Let me go; I'm willing to be your mistress; I'll serve you well."
As she spoke, Annie revealed a seductive smile and began to pose provocatively.
"You wanted to sleep with me the first time we met, didn't you? You thought you were hiding it well, but I knew it all along."
Jason pointed the gun at Annie's head expressionlessly: "I think you've misunderstood."
"Really? 'Jason the good husband-snatcher,' isn't that a widely circulated saying in the New York underworld also a misunderstanding?"
Jason quickly released his finger, barely resisting the urge to pull the trigger.
Annie looked at him with suggestive eyes: "Tonight, a man broke into the room and tried to rape me; you happened to discover it, and then you shot him through the hand."
Jason smiled and put his finger back on the trigger.
Click…
The slight sound startled Annie, and she quickly took a few steps back.
"Annie, as the rumors say, I am indeed a professional green hat wholesaler, but do you know why?"
Jason asked himself and answered.
"That's only because the food in other people's mouths looks more tempting."
"I come from a poor background; you could even say I have nothing; everything I have, I've obtained by plundering from others."
Annie didn't quite understand, and gently lifted her long hair as she asked, "I'm Wesley's wife; don't you want to plunder me?"
"So, you've misunderstood me; I'm a plunderer, not a scavenger; I don't want garbage."
Being called garbage by Jason, Annie immediately became angry and ashamed: "Fuck you!"
Jason wasn't annoyed and pointed the gun at her, saying, "Get back in bed; I don't want to hurt you before Wesley comes back, but don't push me."
Annie glared at him and sat back on the bed, continuing to cover her body with the blanket.
"Forgot to say, although I don't eat garbage, I can still take a look at it."
"Hmph!" Annie angrily kicked the blanket away with her foot.
Jason chuckled and said, "That's right; and don't be too pessimistic; maybe Wesley, that old good guy, will forgive you."
Annie's face darkened, and she gave him the middle finger.
...
Seven or eight minutes later, the sound of an engine came from afar.
Jason walked to the window of the master bedroom to check.
He saw a black Audi speeding along the road in the distance.
Screech…
With a burst of screeching brakes, the Audi stopped on the lawn in front of the villa.
Wesley, wearing a black high-end suit, got out of the car, glanced at the camera that had been pierced by bullets, and with a livid face, took out the key and pushed open the door to enter the house.
"Jason, I came alone; I didn't notify anyone in the gang; please don't hurt Annie."
"I wouldn't expect you to dare; come on up."
Wesley raised his hands and slowly walked to the second floor.
Jason held the gun, leaning against the wall outside the master bedroom, revealing a sincere smile.
Just as Wesley was about to speak, he saw Annie in the bedroom, naked and teary-eyed.
Thinking of Jason's reputation in the underworld, Wesley's strength seemed to drain from his body; he was stunned for several seconds before he came back to his senses.
He breathed heavily, the veins on his forehead throbbing wildly, and he roared with wide eyes: "Jason, you son of a bitch, what the hell have you done!"
Jason quickly waved his hand, looking innocent: "Wesley, I didn't do anything; you should find that man inside; he's the one who did everything."
"Man?"
Wesley took a few steps forward and finally saw the strong man lying on the bed, unconscious from blood loss.
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