Chapter 32 No Way She Would Have Herself At A Disadvantage

Mr. Pollard's eyes widened in horror when he saw who was the man.

"Mr. Freeman... What are you doing here?"

Melvin's face was livid and frightening, the veins on his forehead throbbing, and his grip on the collar tightened, "Which room is she in? What are you going to do to her?"

Mr. Pollard was scared half to death by the man's horrifying glare. He told Melvin everything out of fright.

Stacy's face also paled with fear, quietly looking for an opportunity to sneak away.

But she was caught by Fred who just arrived.

Melvin left both of them to Fred, "Tie them up, find a room and lock them there. I'll deal with them later."

After saying that, he ran to Lyra's room like he was gonna kill someone.

He had a bad hunch.

That bastard Mr. Pollard told him that Lyra had already been drugged, and fifteen minutes had passed since then, did she...

His scarlet eyes were gradually tinged with killing intent.

He Pushed open the door of the room violently.

The first thing he saw was a bloody mess, with blood trailing all the way to the small bathroom inside the private room.

He heard constant groaning of men coming from the bathroom.

Two men!

Melvin was completely infuriated and rushed towards the bathroom, but his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of a leisurely figure not far away.

He fixed his eyes on it.

It was Lyra!

Her exquisite face had put on light makeup. At the moment she was gracefully leaning back in the chair, her slender fingers tapping on a broken stool leg next to her.

On the tip of the stool leg were a few sharp screws, stained with blood that would dripped to the ground occasionally. Obviously, it had experienced a fierce battle.

Melvin sized her up twice.

"Are you... really okay?"

playfully, "What, Mr. Freeman

Of course not.

he was about to retort, Lyra continued, "But Mr. Freeman is really well-informed. Did you

"What?"

Melvin was confused.

suddenly opened and two lumps of something squirmed and

He took a look.

who got beaten the shit

of them, his face turned morbidly red, wincing, like he was drugged. His hand was covering his crotch, from where blood

covered his behind, also bloodied, his features

slightly startled,

time he found out that Lyra had a

enough, she won't let

miserably crawled to the spot two meters away from Lyra, kneeling there, and they suddenly burst

Stacy's idea... They

We're really wrong. Please spare us. We dare not do

about the two man which she had asked some

Grandviz, greedy for money and lascivious, has unusual kinks, likes to torture women. Many

better. Slept with both men and women,accountable for 11 human lives. Do you really think you

cried even more after hearing

weak

we, we swear we'll never dare to do it again,

of red wine, held it in her hand and

then post the video you recorded in the bathroom on Twitter, tell the public your crime, apologize sincerely to the victims, and be sure to let everyone see clearly how abhorrent

blanched at her

will be removed from the board of directors. The public will spit on me, and the police will also arrest me. That is still

Majesty, please, mercy! We can

be beaten and abused

as he

and she got like countless means to

to

to speak, he spoke to the two men on the

looked up

open their mouths to beg for mercy, he added, "Or do you want to be taken away by me and have a

Lyra was perplexed.

the two men shuddered

methods of torturing people. That would

blood drained from one's body, or cutting a person 3000 times when

two men were even more

We'll post the

with shaky hands under Lyra's cold, stern

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