Chapter 1562  Blame Your Bad Luck

    Ivy Lau shrugged. "Whatever."

    The knowledge that her actions led to a person''s death didn''t bother her at all. In fact, she even looked impatient and annoyed that something so unimportant would be reported to her.

    The man sitting in the front passenger seat gave her another look. "The boss is not pleased with your actions."

    She pursed her lips, feeling irritated, but still made a sound in her throat. It was up to the a**hole how he interpreted it. Her lover would punish her either way anyway.

    The truth was that she didn''t understand why what she did in Paris was such a big deal. But according to her lover, she had left a big mess that he needed his people to clean up.

    In her opinion, her lover just wanted a reason to murder people for his own enjoyment. She already knew him long enough to understand his twisted personality.

    He was the devil himself.

    She was just one of his pawns. She understood her role perfectly. Whatever he needed her for, she just needed to fulfill it. If he needed to use her to justify his sadistic murderous urges, then she had no choice but to comply.

    Despite the faults in his personality, she actually found herself halfway in love with him.

    She smirked.

    Perhaps the saying was right—that birds of a feather flocked together.

    "Just do what you need to do," she said in a bored tone.

    The driver and the man sitting in the front passenger seat didn''t respond. Their tasks were clear. They would serve this woman according to their boss'' orders, but that didn''t mean that they were her servants. Anything beyond their boss'' orders, they wouldn''t hesitate to refuse and would even embarrass her.

    She was just one of the boss'' playthings anyway. Someday, they would have to dispose of her corpse just like the other playthings that their boss had grown tired of. It was as simple as that.

    Ivy didn''t know that the two men in front of her were already thinking about her future—or lack thereof.

    Even if she knew, she wouldn''t care.

    Her goals were clear.

    She just needed to focus on achieving them no matter what. Even if her final fate was death—she didn''t care as long as she got what she wanted in the end.

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    Inside a hospital in Paris at night.

    Visitor hours had already ended. In the ICU department, there were two police officers standing guard outside one of the rooms.

    The medical staff had already been informed about the circumstances of that particular room''s patient. They secretly gossiped among themselves, lamenting how unlucky the poor guy was to be attacked by lunatics while walking late at night in the streets. At the same time, they also felt scared about their own safety, especially the night-shift staff.

    "I need to pee," one of the police officers said to his partner.

    "Go ahead. I''ll stay here."

    An alarm sounded in the room.

    The nurse abandoned the police officers and directly went inside the room. Soon after, a doctor and a few other nurses arrived and rushed inside.

    Unfortunately for the police officers, they still weren''t allowed to enter. They hurriedly put on all the PPEs, wasting a lot of time in the process. Even then, they had to remain standing outside to avoid getting in the way of the medical staff trying to save the patient''s life.

    While the ICU department was in chaos trying to pull a patient from the brink of death, the petite veteran nurse whom the police officer allowed to enter the room earlier had now exited the hospital. She had changed from a nurse''s uniform into one worn by the housekeeping staff.

    An old minivan picked her up. She climbed into front passenger seat.

    "Done?" the driver asked in Spanish.

    "Done," she answered before removing the grey-haired wig from her head.

    "Let''s dispose of the trash quickly," a man said from the back passenger seat. "Paris is swarming with cops these days. I''m about to break into hives."

    The woman glanced at him but didn''t reply. She wasn''t an older woman close to retirement at all but a younger woman in her early thirties instead. The drastic change in her appearance was thanks to the power of makeup and lifelike prosthetics.

    They avoided all the police checkpoints and exited the city. They drove for a couple more hours before reaching a small, rural town. Everyone was asleep. They didn''t enter the town but stopped nearby where a small river ran.

    All they could see were endless fields, trees, and shrubbery. The three people—two men and one woman—climbed out of the van and opened the rear hatch door.

    Curled inside was the real veteran nurse whom the younger woman impersonated at the hospital. The two men dragged the older woman out of the minivan.

    "Ugh." The real nurse groaned and was awakened by the impact of her body falling to the ground.

    She was still dazed but soon came to her senses upon realizing the great danger that she was in. Her mouth was duct-taped. Only faint gurgles could be heard from her. She struggled against the ropes tying her hands and feet behind her, curling her into an unnatural reverse shrimp-shaped position.

    When she saw the younger woman who resembled her face thanks to makeup and prosthetics, her fear intensified. She shouted and struggled but to no avail.

    The younger woman squatted beside the terrified veteran nurse and caressed her sweat-soaked grey hair.

    "Sorry about this," she said in accented French. "It''s nothing personal. We''re just following orders. You can only blame your bad luck."

    Then she stood up and gave the veteran nurse a final look before walking away and returning inside the minivan. She sat in the front passenger seat and worked on removing her makeup and prosthetics from her face.

    Little by little, her real face was revealed. It was an utterly average and forgettable face, perfect for someone like her whose expertise is in disguise and impersonating other people.

    Later, the two men returned.

    "Done?" It was her turn to ask this time.

    "Done," both of them answered.

    "Let''s go. We need to leave France as soon as possible."

    They moved like ghosts, dodging law enforcement along the way. They were experts in what they did.

    A few hours later, when the sun rose in the sky, a farmer went to his fields to check his crops. He walked by the riverside to wash his boots but then saw something floating on the water stuck to a big rock.

    When he came closer and saw what it was, he screamed.