Chapter 135: Forcing Mary

Chen Mo only then realized that Mary had been arrested and brought back.

Last night, after all the killing, I forgot about this matter.

Bring the person over.

The fact that Mary was released by the police shows she has no charges against her.

Of course, this doesn't mean she's clean; it just means this woman is very smart, handling everything very cleanly.

Chen Mo couldn't believe a woman capable of arranging Ni Kun's killing would be easy to handle.

Soon, Ahua brought Mary to Chen Mo's office.

Mo Ge, the person has been brought.

All right, you all go get busy; I'll talk to her alone.

Goodbye, Mo Ge.

Several people, hearing Chen Mo say that, all said their goodbyes and left; the one at the back, A Hu, casually closed Chen Mo's office door.

After walking out of Chen Mo's office, they didn't leave; instead, each one started pressing their ear to the door.

Little did they know, Chen Mo heard every sound they made outside clearly.

"Get lost!" Chen Mo roared angrily at the door from inside the office.

Hearing Chen Mo's shout, the several people outside immediately straightened up and hurried away.

Still wanting to eavesdrop on the boss's wall corner? That's practically asking for death.

As they went down the stairs, Da Tou curiously asked, "What do you guys think Mo Ge wants to talk to that woman about?"

The others, hearing Da Tou's words, all looked at him as if he were an idiot.

A Hu put an arm around Da Tou's shoulders with a smirk: "Big Head Bro, how long has it been since you had a girlfriend?"

Da Tou then realized he'd asked a stupid question, shoved A Hu away: "Get lost—I was picking up chicks when you were still wearing open-crotch pants!"

"Hehehe..." they chuckled softly as they went down the stairs.

"Fei Ji said Mo Ge can last over two hours—is that true?"

"You saying Mo Ge really doesn't need to take medicine?"

In the office, Chen Mo heard their discussion fading away, and his face gradually darkened.

Mary is probably around 35 years old, a few years older than Ruby, but having long enjoyed a life of luxury by Han Chen's side, she looks even younger than Ruby.

At this moment Mary wore all black: black leather shoes, black trousers, a black undershirt, and a black short jacket, paired with a high ponytail, giving her a wholly heroic air.

Perhaps from being locked up overnight, or maybe because her man just died, Mary now looks a bit haggard, which actually adds a touch of broken beauty.

A lightly mature young woman, full of heroic spirit, plus the widow buff, combined with that pretty face, she's simply top-notch among the top-notch.

Chen Mo looked at Mary and couldn't help thinking, no wonder Liu Jianming, that young guy, was bewitched by her; such a beauty, which man could resist?

What the heck did that shorty Han Chen rely on to marry such a beautiful wife?

At this moment Mary stood in Chen Mo's office, facing him, showing no trace of fear, instead fixing him with a hostile gaze.

Chen Mo walked up to Mary, extended his right hand: "Hey Mary sis, you don't look like you rested well last night. It seems my people didn't entertain you properly."

Mary didn't shake Chen Mo's hand, just gave him a cold stare and said firmly: "Chen Mo, you don't need to put on this hypocritical act."

"If it weren't for your Ah Chen, he wouldn't have died. Being in your hands is my bad luck—go ahead and kill or chop me, otherwise I'll eventually kill you to avenge Ah Chen."

Chen Mo lowered his hand and said slowly: "You're already in my hands; you'd better first think about how to survive."

"Being in your hands—what's the big deal? At worst it's death; what's there to fear?"

"Is that so?" Chen Mo curled his lip, leaned to Mary's ear and said, "Wanting to die? Nothing's that cheap."

Mary's heart jumped: "What do you want to do?!"

Chen Mo gave a lewd chuckle twice: "I usually hate wasting things; I often eat every grain of rice in my bowl clean. Guess what I want to do?"

Mary stepped back two steps, grabbed her collar: "I'm telling you, Chen Mo, if you dare touch me, even as a ghost I won't let you off."

Chen Mo stepped forward, grabbed Mary's throat with one hand, pressed her against the wall, and slipped his other hand under her clothing.

"Even if I touch you, what can you do? Even if you become a ghost, do you think I'd be afraid of you?"

Mary struggled desperately, her hands constantly pushing against Chen Mo, trying to break free.

Too bad her strength was too small; all her struggling was useless before Chen Mo.

But Chen Mo hadn't planned to do anything to her right now; he just gave her a couple of casual feels, then released her and sat back in his chair.

"Wanting me not to touch you isn't impossible—but it depends on your sincerity."

Mary clutched her throat, breathing heavily, stared at Chen Mo with angry eyes, and demanded: "What sincerity do you want?!"

"Han Chen must have left a lot of money. Hand it over, and I might let you live."

That's the real reason Chen Mo seized Mary.

Mary directly denied: "You're overthinking it—Han Chen's money was all taken by the police!"

"Is that so? What a pity." Chen Mo regretted, "I sent my lackeys to grab you, went to all that trouble—if I get nothing, wouldn't I be at a loss?"

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes: "I, Chen Mo, have never done a losing business."

Last time some kid caused trouble in my bar, couldn't pay me; now his girlfriend works as my personal secretary. What do you think I should do with you?

Chen Mo's tone was gentle, but the threat in his words was crystal clear.

"You'd better think long and hard—I have many ways to make you willingly hand over the money, though I don't know how much suffering you'll have to endure."

"By then, don't blame me for not cherishing the beauty."

Faced with Chen Mo's repeated threats, Mary finally realized Chen Mo was determined to get Han Chen's money.

If she kept being stubborn, her fate would likely be grim.

"All right, I can give you the money. Han Chen has an account at Swiss Bank; if you let me go, I'll give you the account password."

"Not enough." Chen Mo shook his head. "Just having a Swiss Bank account isn't enough. I bet Han Chen's also stashed a lot of cash—where is the money hidden?"

Drug deals, although sometimes using a Swiss bank account transfer is more convenient than cash transactions.

But they only use Swiss bank accounts when dealing with foreign drug traffickers; for local deals, cash is still the main method.

Most of Han Chen's goods come through the Ni Family's channels, with only a small portion coming from deals with Siamese drug traffickers.

Moreover, most of Han Chen's goods are sold locally in Gangdao.

He basically receives only cash, so there probably isn't much money in his account.

Mary is playing mind games with him!

Mary's eyes flickered with a hint of panic as she explained, "I only have Han Chen's bank account; the cash he hid has already been seized by the police."

The cash Han Chen hid is Mary's prepared escape route and her reliance for the rest of her life; how could she possibly give it up easily?

Chen Mo let out a cold chuckle: "Do you think I'd believe that? A cunning rabbit has three burrows—I don't believe Han Chen hid all his money in one place."

At most the police will find only a small part; I suspect the bulk of Han Chen's wealth is still well hidden, right?

Mary now had nothing to say.

"You'd better think it through—what's more important, money or your life?"

Under Chen Mo's repeated pressure, Mary had no choice and finally said helplessly, "All right! I'll tell you everything."