Betty lowered her head and didn't say anything, not knowing what she was thinking.

Scarlett had a pity in his eyes, but more of his yearning for power. He gently comforted his depressed daughter, "We are so busy, and there is no good ending. When you have the power in hand, countless people will flatter you, and there are endless good words to please you. I want to hug your thighs and lick your feet, and I don't mind even if it's dirty."

"But, once you lose your power and your rights, these people who once flatter you, those who coax you, those who hug your thighs and lick your feet will turn their backs on you. They will show your fierce teeth to you and want to pounce on you and bite off a piece of meat to fill their stomachs."

"These people have been staring at you, analyzing you, and longing for you to lose your power and rights. They will not be at peace. Even a dog you raise will bite you in reverse."

"Betty, I seem to be glorious now, but if I die, you will be finished. You will be caught by countless people. They will do things you can't imagine to you. The best result may be to be collected by someone, become a personal item, or be sold to the Middle East to become a prostitute. The worst result is to be raped and killed and die with your eyes open."

"Even before you die, you will be subjected to all kinds of unbearable humiliation. They will not take your identity into consideration because I am dead and will never give you any protection."

"So, for you, I can't die."

What he said was reasonable, and Betty's strong heart couldn't help but melted a little.

She began to regret what she said was a bit heavy.

Scarlett was her father, who raised her for more than 20 years, protected her from anyone's violation, and allowed her to have food and clothing to live above ordinary people.

She should repay her father.

But Betty always had a small bump in her heart. She always suspected that her father had raised herself for so many years, just like a pig raised by a pig farmer, and she could be killed once she matured.

"Betty, I'm sorry," said Scarlett. "At this time, not only can I not provide you with protection, but I have to rely on you to overcome the difficulties. I'm sorry."

Betty couldn't help but wonder if she had thought it was wrong and had misunderstood her father.

Seeing that the gangster godfather who was not provoked by Birmingham City actually showed such a soft expression and apologized to himself, the knot in Betty's heart slowly untied.

"I will do what you say, Father," she said.

Scarlett turned his head to look at her, but Betty looked out the window without looking at her father.

"I will serve that person well, with my body."

"Betty..." Scarlett choked up.

"Don't worry, father, everything will be fine." Betty comforted him.

After more than ten minutes, the luxury car stopped. Betty got off the car and found that this place was actually where he worked - Global Times Newspaper.

"Father, we..."

"Don't talk, Betty." Scarlett got out of the car and said in a low voice: "Come with me, Betty."

The Global Times Newspaper was closed at 8 o'clock in the evening, but the lights were still on in the editor-in-chief's room. Scarlett brought his daughter to the door of the editor-in-chief's office and gently knocked on the door.

Slap sex...

"Come in." Betty heard the editor-in-chief's voice.

Scarlett pushed open the door and walked in. Betty followed in. She was very curious why her father came to find the editor-in-chief. Could it be that the editor-in-chief could save her father? How could it be?

Or who did he meet here?

"I brought people," said Scarlett.

After Betty came in, she looked around and found that the editor-in-chief's office was empty except for the editor-in-chief who was working hard. It seemed that her father was really here to find the editor-in-chief.

After reaching this conclusion, Betty couldn't help but look at the editor-in-chief for a few more times.

What kind of power does this editor-in-chief, who is very serious on weekdays, make all reporters afraid of what kind of power does it have? Even the godfather of Birmingham City have to respect and ask for help.

The editor-in-chief slowly raised his head, still having that familiar face, but Betty was a little unfamiliar with it.

"According to our agreement, the time should not be up yet." said the editor.

Scarlett said: "Yes, it's still a year away, but I can't wait. Jin Bing came to this city and I could feel that he was too evil and I couldn't fight him, so I could only make the agreement ahead of time."

"I don't mind you fulfilling the agreement in advance." The editor-in-chief pushed the table gently, and his body and the chair under him slid back dozens of centimeters, and slowly stood up.

Under the light, Betty saw that the editor-in-chief's shadow began to expand, as if something was about to break out of the eggshell, gradually covering half of the office.

Betty was surprised to lose her voice and could not make any sound.

The editor reached out to grab Betty, and his hand suddenly became very long, and he grabbed Betty's neck a few meters away, "As agreed, I will give you powerful strength, and you will give me her soul."

"What, father?" Betty's eyes widened in shock.

Scarlet stared at her with a cold face, and Betty shouted, "Save me, father, save me."

Scarlet sneered, "Save you, since your mother was pregnant with other people's evil seeds on my back, I wish I could kill you. If this demon hadn't found me and said that your mature soul was useful to him, it could give me more powerful strength. I would have killed you twenty years ago."

The cruel truth was revealed in an instant.

He is not Scarlet's biological daughter. He raises himself just to gain more terrifying power.

"You bitch, go die." Scarlet cursed angrily, "You have the same blood as your mother. I originally planned to deflower you and kill you, but now I don't need it. It's a pity that you are as beautiful as your mother."

He attacked Betty without leaving any effort.

The instant change made Betty at a loss.

She didn't expect that her father, who had always been greedy for her, would be so hated to him. No wonder he looked at him so naked, because he never regarded himself as a daughter.

"Father...you..."

"I am not your father. Your father doesn't know that it was a bastard who emerged from there. Even my woman dared to move. I can't imagine that your mother would rather die than tell who that man was, bitch, bitch, bitch!"

Scarlet yelled angrily and said to the editor: "Kill her, kill her immediately, fulfill our agreement, and give me powerful strength."

The editor-in-chief sneered: "As you wish, I will give you death now."

"What?" Scarlett was stunned.

The editor-in-chief let go of Betty, and his right hand came out towards Scarlett's character. A black light shot through Scarlett's eyebrows, destroying his brain, and killing him.
Chapter completed!