Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 952 - 0: The Most Familiar Smile

This young man not only refused to release the hostages, but also forcibly extracted all their life savings, safe codes, and the darkest secrets they had ever known. And yet, that wasn’t the end—he butchered every single one of them, one by one, with unimaginable cruelty.

What’s more, he forced White Rose to kill people. If she refused to kill, he would kill her instead—or worse, torment her without end!

This left White Rose with no other choice but to take up a knife and kill those utterly powerless to resist her.

But even that wasn’t the worst of his cruelty. The worst part was that he made them turn on each other in horrific acts of savagery.

At that moment, White Rose saw with stark clarity the horrifying depths of human nature. She saw that when confronted with the razor’s edge between life and death, concepts like husband, wife, family—none of it mattered. To hell with it all. Survival was the only thing that mattered.

That man was like a demon straight from the depths of hell, terrifying to an unimaginable degree.

When White Rose looked at this young man, her face was etched with sheer dread!

"Are you afraid of me?" The young man asked her softly.

"N-No... I’m not..." White Rose stammered, denying her fear, but the terror written all over her face betrayed her words.

"You’re lying. You are afraid." The young man’s lips curled into a devilish smile once more.

"I... I..."

"I don’t like being lied to!"

White Rose didn’t dare to speak further, standing timidly before the young man like prey before a predator.

"Don’t you think they all deserved to die, each and every one of them?" The young man sauntered toward White Rose, lightly lifting her chin with a teasing motion. "You heard it yourself—how many wicked things they’d done. If the heavens won’t punish them, then I’ll deliver judgment on behalf of the heavens!"

His righteous declaration left White Rose with no room to argue.

When he judged these people before killing them, it was like he played the role of a Judge from the depths of hell, sentencing each of them according to their sins.

And yet, not a single one of them ever survived his judgments!

"And they watched as you were humiliated. None of them stood up to defend you, to speak a single word for you. Don’t you hate them for that?"

White Rose fell silent.

Did she hate them?

The answer was undeniable—yes, she hated them. She hated them for not stepping forward, for doing nothing to help her.

In that moment, White Rose wished she could slaughter every last one of them!

"See? You hate them too. You want them dead!" The man spoke softly, as if he could gaze directly into her innermost thoughts. "I’m simply helping you kill them. You should be grateful!"

But how could White Rose possibly feel grateful? The man standing before her was nothing less than a devil, evoking fear from the deepest recesses of her soul.

"You... you’re not going to kill me?" White Rose summoned all her courage to ask.

"Do you want to die that badly?"

"No!" White Rose shook her head frantically.

"Then come with me!"

Facing the man’s order, White Rose didn’t dare to resist. She hurriedly followed him away from that place.

That moment marked the beginning of her life plunged into endless darkness.

The man dragged her along as he went on his murderous rampage, treating her as nothing more than an object for his whims. Almost every time after he killed, he would unleash his desires on her without restraint.

She became nothing more than his tool for physical gratification.

For three months, White Rose was forced to follow him. Those three months weren’t a life—they were hell. She killed almost every day, and every few days, she was ruthlessly ravaged by the man.

Perhaps he grew tired of her eventually, for he released her, letting her go free with a hoard of secrets and money extracted from his victims.

Those very secrets and that money became the foundation upon which White Rose established herself in the capital, rising to prominence with astonishing speed. Today, she was nearly equal in status to Qin Rumeng.

Even with her current glory, whenever she looked back on her accomplishments, all she could think of was the humiliating and horrifying memories of that time.

Thankfully, that devil had vanished. For three years, he hadn’t appeared before her once.

White Rose had thought she would never cross paths with that devil again in her lifetime, but to her shock, she encountered him again today at Jiulong Mountain.

Though time had matured the man in many ways, the contours of his face had changed little. She recognized him instantly.

Her mind was overwhelmed as that unbearable, humiliating past resurfaced, filling her heart with boundless fear and dread.

It was the same fear and dread she had felt the first time she encountered him.

Why... Why was he here? What was he here for? Was he here for her again?

As that thought crossed her mind, White Rose felt as if she had plunged into a frozen abyss, cold from head to toe.

And why was he with Sheng Wentao and Tang Yurou?

Could she have mistaken him for someone else, and it was just someone who resembled him?

But was that even possible?

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Hearing someone call out to her, White Rose quickly regained her senses. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to compose her emotions, then slowly stood up and walked toward Sheng Wentao.

She had to confirm it—had she misidentified him, or was this man truly the devil she had once known?

The devil who had granted her vast wealth yet left the darkest scars etched onto her soul.

When White Rose approached Sheng Wentao, everyone was stunned!

This was completely unprecedented.

Sheng Wentao was momentarily surprised as well, but his expression quickly turned to one of unprecedented excitement!

While Sheng Wentao felt elated, White Rose’s heart was gripped by unease and trepidation.

If this man truly was that devil, would she be dragged back into his grip? Would he take everything she had built for herself?

White Rose never believed she had the strength to resist. Even now, she didn’t think she could resist!

Because he wasn’t a man—he was a devil.

Under the weight of unease and trepidation, White Rose reached Sheng Wentao.

"Miss Bai..." Sheng Wentao greeted her politely, his tone full of respect.

Yet White Rose seemed not to hear him. Instead, she walked straight toward Ye Xunhuan without hesitation.

Seeing this, Sheng Wentao stood frozen, dumbfounded.

Damn!

This wasn’t fair at all.

Everyone watching struggled to contain their laughter. Some even glanced at Sheng Wentao with schadenfreude, their curiosity piqued. Did White Rose possibly know Ye Xunhuan?

The next moment, White Rose was standing face-to-face with Ye Xunhuan.

However, she didn’t look at Ye Xunhuan directly. Instead, she addressed Tang Yurou: "Miss Tang, I never imagined you would be here!"

Everyone who witnessed this felt understanding dawn upon them. So she wasn’t approaching Ye Xunhuan—she was here for Tang Yurou!

Of course. It made perfect sense! How could White Rose possibly know such an unfamiliar face?

But this was exactly where White Rose’s cleverness showed. If she had greeted Ye Xunhuan directly, how would she even begin to speak?

And if he truly was that devil, what if she ended up angering him...

"I came here with Xunhuan," Tang Yurou responded softly.

"And this gentleman is...?"

"Ye Xunhuan!" Ye Xunhuan’s lips slowly curled into his signature devilish smile as he extended his hand politely but with a trace of allure.

When White Rose saw the familiar curve of Ye Xunhuan’s smile, her face changed dramatically!

Because she couldn’t possibly forget this smile...