Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 336: The enemy’s enemy is a friend

The man seemed to hesitate for a moment, then walked up to Alice while holding Scarlett Yates.

He looked down at Alice, his voice sounding odd due to a special effect, "Can you help me?"

Seeing that the man didn’t seem to intend her any harm, Alice immediately nodded, indicating she was on his side, "I’ve always disliked this woman, she’s always trying to take things from me. If you could get rid of her, that would be great. I’m willing to help in any way I can."

The man looked down at her for a while longer.

Since his entire face was covered, Alice couldn’t see what expression he wore at the moment.

Realizing he was just staring at her without speaking, Alice closed the bathroom door and pointed at Scarlett, suggesting, "It’s not a good idea to carry her out like this, it will attract attention. Why not leave her to me? I can help her out in a moment. You just need to tell me where your contact is."

"Why should I trust you?" The man seemed to chuckle, though it sent a chill down one’s spine.

Alice chuckled slightly as well, feeling a bit fearful, but she was excited by the thought of making Scarlett pay in some way. "Doesn’t this gentleman know that women are ruthless towards their love rivals? If I didn’t want to help you, I would have called for help the moment I saw you standing behind her."

"But I didn’t, did I?" She lifted her pale face and smiled.

"She’s your love rival?" The man seemed quite interested in this idea.

Alice glanced at the unconscious Scarlett and let out a cold smile, "That’s right, a love rival, she stole the man I love the most, I hate her."

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend." After a moment of silence, the man chuckled lightly and nodded, "Alright, I will trust you. But if you try any tricks, I don’t know how to be polite."

Just as he finished speaking, Alice felt something press against the side of her head.

Her complexion changed instantly; she nearly collapsed to the ground in fright, her legs went weak, "Sir, I—I truly want to help you."

The man chuckled, withdrew the object pressing against her head, and said slowly, "Such a pretty head, I wouldn’t want it smashed and bloody, Miss Green. The rest is up to you."

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Alice nervously helped Scarlett Yates into a black car.

With the man in black still aiming the object that could end her life at any moment, she had no choice but to get into the car as well.

Her palms were sweaty.

Her forehead was also drenched in sweat, perpetually in terror, her face was very pale.

Once in the car, and after the man in black got in as well, she immediately said to him, "Sir, I’ve now helped you get her into the car, can I leave now?"

The man sat beside her, not speaking, exuding a chilling aura like a block of ice.

"Miss Green, since you’re sincere about helping me, why not help me a little further?"

Alice’s heart skipped a beat, pounding hard. Though scared, she heard a glimmer of hope in the man’s words, her eyes brightened, and she quickly asked, "If I help you with one more favor, can I leave after it’s done?"