Chapter 92: The Honor of the Little Aunt, Part 2

“Let me go, please, I beg you, let me go.” Han Siyu didn’t know what to say or what her fate would be. She knelt on the ground, pleading for mercy.

“Killing is never a good thing, so nothing in this world happens without reason. Since I have taken this step, I will not change my mind just because you’re begging on your knees,” Elsa said calmly. “If I decide to spare you, it won’t be because of your pleas. There will only be one reason: that you have a way to restore my losses, my reputation, and my honor.”

Han Siyu was momentarily taken aback.

Elsa waved her hand slightly. “Give her a drink of wine. Let her calm down. People rarely speak clearly when they’re agitated, and she has only one chance to say what I want to hear. If she misses it, things will end badly for both of us.”

Immediately, someone handed Han Siyu a glass of strong liquor, which she drank down.

After a moment, Elsa asked, “Can you speak now?”

“Yes, I can,” Han Siyu answered, her voice trembling.

Elsa said, “Regarding the data breach incident involving my Poseidon project, I have already dealt with one person because of it. My thoughts have cleared somewhat, so I have time to hear you out in detail.”

Han Siyu hurriedly said, “This isn’t because we were incompetent, but because the other side was too cunning...”

Before she could finish her first sentence, Elsa’s patience snapped.

Elsa raised her hand slightly to stop her, then held up two fingers. An aide quickly lit a cigarette and placed it between Elsa’s fingers.

After taking a drag and extinguishing the cigarette, Elsa smiled coldly. “As expected, like attracts like. The first thing out of your mouth is to shirk responsibility, not offer a solution or admit fault?”

Han Siyu grew anxious but realized the problem immediately.

However, Elsa refused to listen to any further explanation. She nodded slightly, and at once someone began removing Han Siyu’s shoes, exposing her toes.

Using pliers, they clamped onto the nail of her big toe and forcibly ripped it off.

The pain was excruciating, tearing through Han Siyu’s heart and soul, nearly causing her to faint.

Only then did Elsa speak again. “When I contacted you, you came with Tian Jia, right? If I’m not mistaken, the contract price you quoted was eight million dollars?”

Han Siyu nodded weakly through the pain.

Elsa continued calmly, “How did I handle that? I didn’t haggle; I voluntarily raised it to ten million dollars and paid thirty percent as a deposit, remember?”

Han Siyu nodded hurriedly.

Elsa said, “Taking someone’s money without solving their problems—it seems you and Tian Jia are used to doing business like this. I don’t care who taught you this method, it’s irrelevant. The data loss was an irresistible force, irreversible, and ten million dollars is just pocket change. That doesn’t matter.”

Han Siyu exhaled slightly, relieved.

Elsa went on, “But after taking my ten million, you treated me like a fool, a wealthy patron to be conned. Your attitude was disrespectful and stubborn. You made serious mistakes in your work and thought I wouldn’t notice? After the incident, you didn’t voluntarily report the details or the process to me. Instead, you concealed and covered up everything, showing no regard for your own credibility, only thinking about how to shirk responsibility and cheat the insurance?”

At this point, Han Siyu’s face turned ashen.

Elsa took a tablet from an aide and tossed it into Han Siyu’s lap. “Look for yourself. I have your work logs, and I also have copies of the altered incident reports you planned to submit. Now do you understand why Tian Jia is dead?”

Han Siyu dared not reply, her scalp tingling with dread.

Elsa said coldly, “Because he not only lost my data and took ten million dollars from me but also tried to treat me like a fool and planned to further defraud my company.”

Han Siyu was stunned.

“Don’t be surprised. The insurance company you used is mine, and that money is mine too,” Elsa said.

Han Siyu’s face paled once more.

Elsa took a sip of wine and said, “I don’t need you to admit fault now. Just know that the first person who needed to be held accountable was dealt with by me immediately. I have no intention of listening to apologies. If apologies worked, why would I need to use force? I was simply duped twice and my thoughts were cloudy. To maintain my honor and reputation, I have to respond this way—that’s my code of conduct.”

Han Siyu was left trembling in fear.

Elsa continued, “So since I don’t want to hear apologies or excuses, do you know what you must do?”

Han Siyu, clever as she was, seemed to grasp at a lifeline. “A solution?”

“Exactly,” Elsa nodded slightly, waiting for her to continue.

Han Siyu, wracked with pain, said, “But the current situation shows it was the once invincible Masked Sheep who did this. After the attack, he went silent again, and no one can find him...”

“That’s your problem, not mine. And that isn’t a solution. It seems you still don’t understand,” Elsa said, raising two fingers once more.

Again, an aide lit her cigarette, while another used pliers to rip off the nail of Han Siyu’s second big toe. Her screams were hoarse and desperate.

Seven vehicles sped into the expressway under the cover of night.

A few minutes earlier, Xiao Ma had just gotten in the car and demanded that Huo Laosi drive to Elsa’s place. Huo Laosi grumbled, “Elsa has too many places; I don’t know which one.”

After being stared down by Xiao Ma for three seconds, Huo Laosi, looking utterly defeated, said, “Fine, you all just know how to pick on honest folks. I’ll make a few calls and see what I can find.”

Xiao Ma lost interest after that. Once Huo Laosi made the call, he led the convoy toward the mountain road.

Whether Huo Laosi was just stalling or unwilling to comply, Xiao Ma had no choice. This was a psychological game—what some call bluffing.

Huo Laosi was deeply afraid of his Thirteenth Aunt, and even more afraid of his Second Brother, to whom he was closer.

Yet even so, Huo Laosi’s head was pounding. He knew the Thirteenth Aunt’s temper well—she was a madwoman. Even if the Big Boss intervened, constantly opposing her could spark an all-out war.

This wasn’t speculation but something that had actually happened.

The Big Boss and his Thirteenth Aunt had clashed before. The film “Borderland Assassin” was actually quite dull but became a hit because during its production, the Big Boss wiped out several of the Thirteenth Aunt’s strongholds as a warning.

In essence, the White House had secretly authorized the CIA to form a joint task force, bypassing legal procedures to carry out a massacre.

It seemed that Ma Jiaohong was aggressively targeting the Thirteenth Aunt, though no one knew the full story. Others interpreted it as: without the Big Boss’s approval, Ma Jiaohong wouldn’t have dared to act so boldly.

The Thirteenth Aunt was furious but also cowed. She reined herself in considerably, allowing only McTravis to make a film that criticized the CIA—though the criticism was relatively mild and didn’t expose the CIA’s deepest secrets.

Emily, a near-perfect goddess, accepted this script despite its lack of appeal and her underwhelming performance. From a cinematic perspective, it was inexplicable, but since McTravis asked, Emily had no choice but to take the role, even if it cost her popularity.

In reality, such a small production, with a disjointed and dragging plot, should have been a flop. Yet Emily accepted it, and the film surprisingly became a hit, winning numerous awards. Only McTravis could pull that off.

Returning to the present, Huo Laosi tried again. “Do we really have to go? The Thirteenth Aunt is so crazy even she’s afraid of herself. She’s fierce. Maybe we should drop this—just a few deaths. When has this world ever been free of death?”

Xiao Ma said nothing, just stared at Huo Laosi.

Three seconds passed.

Huo Laosi gave in again. “Fine, since it’s Second Brother’s matter, it’s my matter too. But you can’t leave me hanging. You have to come with me. Otherwise, if I go in alone, with her temper, there’ll definitely be a fight. She’s been attacked several times recently and is on edge, a powder keg ready to blow.”

“This has nothing to do with honest folks like me, yet you always drag me into your messes,” Huo Laosi grumbled.

Despite his complaints, he was still brave enough to come along. That was something...