Chapter 340

Maeve quickly brandished her dagger and thrust it toward Cory's chest. However, he reacted promptly and grabbed her wrist. He forcefully twisted her wrist, and she winced in pain as the dagger slipped from her grasp. "A pretty woman like you carrying a dagger to fend off creeps? Pity it won't do you any good. Your resistance only fuels my excitement." He smirked and threw her onto the bed. "Help! Somebody help!" Maeve screamed as she struggled against his grasp. Cory began to unbutton her clothes, and he grinned wickedly. "Ha! Scream all you like. There's no one here to rescue you..." Before he could finish his sentence, his body suddenly convulsed. His eyes widened in shock as his hands froze mid-action. Maeve was taken aback to see a bloody hole appear in Cory's forehead, and his blood slowly dripped down onto her chest. She screamed in horror and hastily rolled away from the bed. Then, she saw Cory lying motionless on the bed. "Who's there?" The other man, Dave Zenith, asked.