Chapter 270

"Gordon, I've killed someone…" Mayra had said. "I'm here. I'll help you. No one will find out." Gordon's appearance was like a beam of light shining into the darkness of her heart. It wasn't until she killed someone with her own hands that Mayra realized how terrifying she had become. She was wearing a black evening gown and was disheveled as she leaned against Gordon's chest. The hitman's blood was on her hands and body. She was still clutching the knife in her hand, forgetting about it. "Gordon, I suddenly felt that I'm such a bad person. I… I don't know why I did those things. I… I really didn't want to. Everyone was forcing me… Gordon, why do they look down on me? What makes me inferior to Isabel? I've worked so hard. Gordon, please save me. I don't want to become like this!" Mayra would never forget about that day. The world knew Gordon as an entrepreneur with wealth and power. Who would have thought that he would break the law for a woman? He fabricated an explosion to cover