Chapter 20. Baked Macaroni

Cristine’s POV

I’m here at home, wearing only a black spaghetti strap and gray checkered pajamas. Sir Wendell gave me a day off because he said that he would just call me when he already had an assignment for me.

I was busy cleaning my gun here in my room while looking at the bulletin board in front of me. It contains a lot of information about Aron and his family.

“It’s too boring if I kill you already. But how can I make you suffer little by little?” I asked myself.

I wiped every inch of my gun as I thought of a plan. Killing him will be boring, but making fun of him is a bit interesting.

“What if I destroy all of his cars?” I smiled at the thought of seeing his angry face as he looked at the broken wind shield, flat tires, and dents on his cars.

Maybe I could set them on fire instead.

“Hmm. I can reveal something about him that will make him embarrassed in public."

If I’m going to do that, maybe he will lock himself inside their man