The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 501: waiting

Manila, Philippines.

Ghost Face and Wushuang waited three days in the Philippines, finally seeing Payne attend the opening ceremony of a major brand company in Manila. Payne was in charge of the ribbon-cutting ceremony. This was the first time this major brand had established a presence in the Philippines, and the event was huge, with dance troupes in the streets and a lively celebration.

Wushuang and Ghost Face had been waiting early in the morning on a dilapidated building opposite the ribbon-cutting ceremony. This twenty-story building was crumbling and uninhabited, soon to be rebuilt, making it their perfect spot to strike.

Assassinating Payne from this position would be perfect.

Wushuang had researched Payne’s background. On the surface, he was the executive of several chemical and energy companies, but in reality, he was involved in the slave trade and drug trafficking, with a complex background. He even had connections to the Mafia. Mo Yao and Mo Ye had dabbled in the drug trade a long time ago, and Wushuang couldn’t find any details about him, but he wanted to understand his background better. He

was extremely high-profile in his dealings, and it was said that most of the female slaves he managed were abducted from Southeast Asia and Africa and sold to the Middle East and various parts of Europe. His drug trafficking also went through the Golden Triangle region of Southeast Asia, and he had a very wide network of connections.

"He killed your fiancée?" Wushuang asked. She vaguely knew the reason, but had never asked Ghost Face in detail. After all, it was a painful matter for him, and she didn’t like to reopen old wounds. But with the killing imminent, Wushuang couldn’t help but want to know about their grudge .

In the past few days, Ghost Face had talked about him and his fiancée. He said she was a very gentle and kind woman, and a lady from a respectable family. They shouldn’t have any connection with someone like Payne.

Mentioning this matter was a dark secret in Ghost Face’s heart.

Ghostface said, "My fiancée once went on a trip to Hong Kong. Her local friends dragged her to a casino to watch a Roma match, where Payne and Ron took a liking to her, raped her, and imprisoned her for over a month. When I went to rescue her, she was on the verge of death, and in the end, she took a bullet for me. That beast... When I rescued her, she was three months pregnant, but the bullet hit her heart, and neither she nor the child could be saved. She knew my temperament and was afraid I would lose my mind, so she killed Payne and took her own life. Before she died, she forced me to promise to stay with her on the island for seven years."

Mentioning his fiancée, Ghostface’s lips curved slightly, a lingering smile tinged with longing. "I shouldn’t have let her go on that trip alone back then." "We had already decided to go to America to get married in a few months. I would retire from the martial world and live in seclusion on a small island, never to concern myself with its affairs again. If she hadn’t gone on that trip back then, none of this would have happened. That silly girl said she wanted to travel alone, to have a pre-wedding trip as a memento. She didn’t even tell me she was pregnant. If I had known, I wouldn’t have let her go alone. None of this would have happened, and I would be an ordinary, happy man today, with a wife and daughter."

Wushuang listened quietly. This man carried an inescapable sorrow and arrogance. Anyone who saw him would be captivated by his charm—a charm combining melancholy and coldness, and an indescribable loneliness. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

This kind of person could be seen at a glance as a lonely and arrogant assassin, ultimately destined to be alone. She thought, Ghost Face must have also dreamed of having a happy family; that was his most beautiful dream.

If nothing unexpected had happened, his dream would have come true.

That’s how life is; nine times out of ten, it’s filled with regret.

"Letting him live seven more years is too good for him," Wushuang said. Ghost Face sneered. It was indeed too good for him. He had ruined his right to be a husband and his right to be a father, yet his fiancée gave him seven more years to live.

Today was his death day!

A man who should have died long ago shouldn’t be alive.

As the two were talking, Payne’s car slowly drove up, followed by three black cars. More than ten bodyguards got out and escorted Payne into the arena. With Ghost Face’s marksmanship, killing Payne would be a certainty.

While examining the scene through binoculars, Wu Shuang frowned slightly and cursed. Gui Mian stood up from the scope and asked, "What happened?"

"Interpol," Wu Shuang sneered. "Harry’s got real stamina; he actually chased me all the way to Manila."

"Chasing you?"

"Of course! Interpol’s number one wanted criminal, how could he not chase me?" Wu Shuang shrugged. Harry was her Interpol investigator, specializing in hunting international fugitives. He’d been chasing her for four years, and she dared say that besides her family, Harry was the person who knew her best.

"With so many faces you use, how can he recognize you?"

"He’s seen all my faces." Wu Shuang squinted through the binoculars, saying to Gui Mian, "Hurry up and get to work. Once you’re done, leave quickly. Harry’s very shrewd; if he really targets you, it’ll be troublesome. I was chased by them for two days in St. Petersburg."

Gui Mian was surprised by this news. She was actually being chased?

Harry and his assistant were below the venue, their shrewd eyes darting around. Wu Shuang guessed that the recent coast guard incident must have attracted him. But this guy’s intuition was too obvious; she always hated coming to the Philippines. How did he guess it was her, and how did he arrive so accurately?

Sooner or later, when pushed to the limit, she’d bomb the Interpol building.

"Ghost Face, hurry!" Harry had already noticed something amiss with the building. She’d seen him making a phone call; he was lurking nearby. There should be about ten Interpol officers on standby nearby. She’d already spotted a plainclothes officer guarding the building.

Harry was much smarter now; he didn’t dare send anyone up directly.

Ghost Face adjusted his scope. Because of the large crowd, they were all in the camera’s view, making it difficult to fire. At this moment, they all wished for a fully automatic scope—one shot, and it would automatically keep aiming.

However, such a powerful light weapon hadn’t been designed yet.

During the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Payne smiled as he cut the ribbon, while Ghostface pulled the trigger. Every time he killed, Ghostface’s emotions remained unchanged, but this time, he felt a strange sense of exhilaration. For the first time, he felt that killing was an incredibly satisfying and exciting thing.

This was the first time in his career as an assassin that he had felt this way—the satisfaction of killing, a bloodthirsty thrill.

The bullet pierced Payne’s skull, killing him instantly.

Ghostface packed his suitcase. The Interpol agents downstairs all rushed to the entrance of the dilapidated building, spreading out to wait for them to come down. However, they waited for nearly thirty minutes, but not a single one appeared.