"What happened to your face?"
When Adrian returned to the master suite after an afternoon of casual conversation at the iPartment bar, he was greeted by the sight of two bright red, swollen handprints clearly stamped across Nan Xiang's face.
In his personal hierarchy, Nan Xiang was his exclusive, private sex slave. He possessed the absolute right to degrade, punish, or brutalize her flesh however he pleased. But if an outsider dared to cross those boundaries without his explicit authorization, he would ruthlessly settle the account.
"This afternoon... while I was disciplining Bitch Number One in the holding chamber, she managed to break free and tackle me!" Nan Xiang answered instantly, her head bowed low.
Earlier that afternoon, Chen Meijia had nearly ripped the solid-gold rings directly out of her chest. Luckily for Nan Xiang, the security guard stationed in the basement monitoring room noticed the struggle on the closed-circuit feeds and dispatched an enforcer to pull the wild girl off her. Otherwise, Nan Xiang's nipples would have been completely torn from her body.
The heavy gold nipple rings locked through her flesh were secured with internal mechanical clasps; without the specialized key, the only way to remove them by brute force was to physically tear through her mammary tissue. Even now, crimson blood was still slowly oozing from the base of her pierced, chemically swollen breasts.
"Useless waste," Adrian sneered coldly, displaying zero sympathy for her bleeding injuries.
"This servant deserves death for her incompetence!" Nan Xiang immediately dropped to her knees, bowing her head flush against the carpet to confess her failure.
"You had her suspended in chains with a high-voltage shock collar around her neck, and you still managed to let yourself get tackled to the floor?" Adrian shook his head in disgust. "How utterly pathetic can you be?"
Though, calculating the situation objectively, Chen Meijia's physical combat capability wasn't entirely negligible. After all, she was the volatile girl who routinely slapped Lu Ziqiao with enough force to turn his head 360 degrees. Expecting an artistic, frail girl like Nan Xiang—who possessed zero physical combat training—to cleanly dominate a desperate street fighter in a close-quarters brawl was somewhat optimistic.
"You have exactly fourteen days remaining on your deadline," Adrian warned, his eyes narrowing. "If you fail to completely break Bitch Number One, you know precisely what your fate will be."
Adrian had originally intended to vent his afternoon desires on Nan Xiang, but seeing her swollen, bruised cheeks and the ugly, bleeding tears across her chest instantly killed his mood. He gestured for her to leave his sight.
"Summon Yi Zhongtian to my reception room immediately."
An hour later, Yi Zhongtian—dressed in an immaculate white designer suit—hurriedly entered the soundproof reception room.
Navigating Shanghai's dense urban traffic during peak hours was a nightmare; unless a high-ranking state official exercised top-tier emergency clearance to clear the expressways, everyone was trapped in traffic
"Young Master, you requested my presence?" Yi Zhongtian asked, bowing respectfully.
"Have the logistical arrangements regarding Vietnam been finalized?" Adrian asked casually, leaning back into his leather armchair.
"Everything has been executed with absolute precision, Young Master," Yi Zhongtian replied with a smooth, ingratiating smile.
> "Official state records will reflect that both Chen Meijia and Lu Ziqiao perished in a violent, head-on vehicular collision in the rural jungles of Vietnam six months from now. The state-stamped death certificates, official accident reports, and certified urns of ashes have already been prepared in advance. As for the man, Lu Ziqiao... I have arranged for him to be quietly transported across the border into an underground, forced ladyboy venue in Thailand. Would you care to review some of his operational footage, Young Master?"
"I have zero interest in watching a male parasite," Adrian waved his hand dismissively.
Yi Zhongtian nodded smoothly. He had wondered why the Young Master expended such high-tier resources to systematically erase two petty mainland hustlers, given that neither Lu Ziqiao nor Chen Meijia possessed meaningful societal status. They were merely migrant wanderers who survived in Shanghai through small-time scams. Even if people like that vanished off the face of the earth, no official would ever waste resources investigating their disappearance—their families in the distant provinces would never even learn they were gone.
"What is the current status of the other targets on the list?" Adrian shifted the subject.
So far, he had only fully secured Nan Xiang as an internal slave inside the estate, which was objectively a sluggish pace. Although Vice Mayor Xu Guangxi had routed several high-end political offerings through Yi Zhongtian over the past month, those women were merely functional corporate tools—they didn't even qualify for his personal collection.
"The administrative trap for the Qu family requires a few more days of judicial processing," Yi Zhongtian explained, pulling a leather briefcase onto his lap. "However, the strike against the Gu family can be executed immediately. The former chairman of the Gu Group, Gu Yansheng, died in a fatal car crash several months ago. His daughter, Gu Li, currently holds nominal control over the board, but she lacks the authority to command the senior shareholders. She is currently frantically attempting to liquidate and sell off the entire Gu Group portfolio."
"Sell it?" Adrian frowned, his eyes turning cold.
He harbored zero fondness for the hypocritical trio from Tiny Times. Although the Gu Group was merely a mid-sized corporate entity valued at roughly one billion yuan, the equity shares held directly by Gu Li could still be liquidated for at least 700 to 800 million yuan in cold, hard cash.
In modern society, holding a few million yuan made someone comfortable, but holding 800 million yuan in liquid capital granted an individual absolute financial independence.
'If she successfully liquidates the group and sits on 800 million yuan in liquid cash,' Adrian calculated, 'what leverage could I possibly deploy to force a proud, arrogant heiress like Gu Li to crawl on her knees as my submissive dog?'
Legally processing Nan Xiang had been simple due to her criminal exposure, and erasing Chen Meijia had been executed by manufacturing a fatal overseas accident. While those methods were effective, any high-level investigator looking at the pattern could spot the deliberate hand behind them. But neither Nan Xiang nor Chen Meijia possessed a powerful societal network to demand an investigation.
Gu Li was entirely different. She was a high-society heiress worth hundreds of millions, recognized as one of the premier young socialites in Shanghai. Like Qu Xiaoxiao, her personal network extended deep into the city's wealthy youth circles. If her downfall wasn't executed through airtight, legal corporate channels, it would trigger unnecessary noise among the upper class.
"Over the past few days, I have instructed our legal team to forge a series of binding, high-yield debt guarantees bearing Gu Yansheng's official signature," Yi Zhongtian smiled darkly, pulling several heavy contracts from his briefcase and presenting them to Adrian.
"The second these documents receive official judicial authentication from the Ministry of Justice, the Gu Group will be forced into immediate, involuntary bankruptcy. Furthermore, Gu Li will personally inherit over 200 million yuan in toxic, unpayable liability debt. The moment her insolvency is declared, every single one of her high-society friends will abandon her instantly."
Yi Zhongtian paused slightly before adding, "However, securing the official judicial stamps from the Ministry of Justice will require your direct, high-tier intervention, Young Master. My personal network alone cannot force a multi-hundred-million-yuan debt enforcement through the supreme court overnight."
Adrian took the heavy files, casually flipping through the forged signatures. He knew Yi Zhongtian wouldn't dare play games with him, but reviewing the financial trap was standard procedure.
"I will handle the judicial clearance tomorrow morning," Adrian stated, setting the contracts on the table. "Can any of the other targets be finalized within the next forty-eight hours?"
The Qu family needed legal processing time, the Gu Group trap required judicial stamps, and Nan Xiang still needed fourteen days to break Chen Meijia. For a moment, his schedule felt surprisingly empty.
"If you are seeking immediate entertainment, Young Master..." Yi Zhongtian offered, his eyes gleaming with a calculating smile, "...the reconditioning process for Qin Yumo is nearly complete. If it is convenient, you might want to visit her private quarters tonight."
"Qin Yumo?"
Hearing the name, Adrian's eyes brightened slightly. He realized he had almost completely overlooked Hu Yifei's breathtaking, highly fashionable best friend and roommate!
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