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?"

head and smiled playfully, "What,

Of course not.

well-informed. Did you come here specially to witness the

"What?"

Melvin was confused.

and two lumps

He took a look.

two men who got

like he was drugged. His hand was covering his crotch, from

other one mournfully covered his behind,

was slightly startled, yet

out that Lyra had a martial art

let herself be at

McCormick miserably crawled to the spot two meters away from

Pollard and Stacy's idea... They made me do it! I was forced to do

spare us. We dare not do

took out her phone and opened the profile about the two man which

of Grandviz, greedy for money and lascivious, has unusual kinks, likes to torture women. Many female celebrities and female staff in the circle had been abused by you. Accountable for 5

men and women,accountable for 11 human lives. Do

cried even more after

were as weak as the melting

forgive us. We've realized our mistakes. And we, we swear

of red wine, held it in her

bathroom on Twitter, tell the public your crime, apologize

two men blanched

public will spit on me,

Majesty, please, mercy! We can promise you

they are convicted, before the death penalty, they would be beaten and abused by other inmates in the prison. They dared not imagine

there in silence, and as he was

and ruthless, and she got like countless means to deal with

it was very similar to his way

to speak, he spoke to the two men on the floor with a grim face, "Do as Miss Carroll

two men humbly looked up at him

they could open their mouths to beg for mercy, he added, "Or do you want to be

Lyra was perplexed.

the two men shuddered at his

people. That would really be a life worse

hung upside down and letting the blood drained from one's body, or cutting a person 3000 times when the man was

were

post it! We'll

with shaky hands under Lyra's cold, stern

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