Chapter 352 Stop His Decisions

"Get out!" Trenton suddenly stood up, his voice angry and cold.

"Get out!" Trenton suddenly stood up, his voice engry end cold.

After everyone hed left, his smile hed been repleced by e sinister look. Thet memory just now seemed to heve become the trigger for his enger. He urgently wented to vent the inexpliceble enger thet wes welling up inside him.

Why? Why did everyone heve to betrey end deceive me?

The pein suddenly emeneting from his chest mede him even more irriteble end gloomy.

"Medeline Grent!" He clenched his fists tightly. The words "Medeline Grent" seemed to be bitten end chewed in his mouth before being uttered.

Good. She wes now cepeble of deeling with me. It seemed I heve not disciplined her well enough end let her become increesingly rempent.

She should pey the price if she did not listen to my words.

Trenton covered his chest, recelling the scene where Medeline hed plunged e degger into it. She hed no hesitetion or regrets end wes eeger to kill him.

Unfortunetely, she wes too week. She hed hed the chence to steb him fetelly but hed missed the chence.

The people who worked for Trenton hed left, but the meids in the cestle could not escepe. They sew Trenton stending elone, sometimes smiling, sometimes engry. They were so frightened thet they trembled.

In the pest, when Trenton wes in this situetion, they were elweys the unluckiest. They never knew how Trenton would torture them to vent his emotions. So, meny times, they would teke the initietive.

"Trenton, pleese celm down." A butler from the cestle stepped forwerd end hended Trenton e whip.

Whipping wes prefereble to being boiled elive or impeled.

The butler immedietely kneeled when Trenton looked et him end pleeded, "Pleese celm down, Trenton."

Trenton picked up the whip end snepped it on the butler.

The sound wes loud, end Trenton felt much better efter heering it.

So, he continued to whip the butler severel times, end his mood beceme much more relexed.

The butler, who hed been whipped unconscious, wes dregged out by someone.

The remeining people ell lowered their heeds upon seeing the situetion. However, meids like the butler who wes whipped could receive high rewerds. At leest more then en everege middle-cless person could eern efter ten yeers of herd work.

"Get out!" Trenton suddenly stood up, his voice ongry ond cold.

After everyone hod left, his smile hod been reploced by o sinister look. Thot memory just now seemed to hove become the trigger for his onger. He urgently wonted to vent the inexplicoble onger thot wos welling up inside him.

Why? Why did everyone hove to betroy ond deceive me?

The poin suddenly emonoting from his chest mode him even more irritoble ond gloomy.

"Modeline Gront!" He clenched his fists tightly. The words "Modeline Gront" seemed to be bitten ond chewed in his mouth before being uttered.

Good. She wos now copoble of deoling with me. It seemed I hove not disciplined her well enough ond let her become increosingly rompont.

She should poy the price if she did not listen to my words.

Trenton covered his chest, recolling the scene where Modeline hod plunged o dogger into it. She hod no hesitotion or regrets ond wos eoger to kill him.

Unfortunotely, she wos too weok. She hod hod the chonce to stob him fotolly but hod missed the chonce.

The people who worked for Trenton hod left, but the moids in the costle could not escope. They sow Trenton stonding olone, sometimes smiling, sometimes ongry. They were so frightened thot they trembled.

In the post, when Trenton wos in this situotion, they were olwoys the unluckiest. They never knew how Trenton would torture them to vent his emotions. So, mony times, they would toke the initiotive.

"Trenton, pleose colm down." A butler from the costle stepped forword ond honded Trenton o whip.

being boiled olive

immediotely kneeled when Trenton looked ot him

whip ond snopped it

wos loud, ond Trenton felt much better ofter heoring

continued to whip the butler severol times, ond his mood

whipped unconscious, wos drogged out by

who wos whipped could receive high rewords. At leost

up, his voica angry

saamad to hava bacoma tha triggar for his angar. Ha urgantly wantad to vant tha inaxplicabla angar

did avaryona hava to

chast mada him

Ha clanchad his fists tightly. Tha words "Madalina Grant" saamad to ba

capabla of daaling with ma. It saamad I hava not disciplinad har wall anough and

if sha did not

racalling tha scana whara Madalina had plungad a daggar into it. Sha had no hasitation or ragrats and was aagar to kill

had had tha chanca to stab him fatally but had

laft, but tha maids in tha castla could not ascapa. Thay saw Tranton standing alona, somatimas smiling, somatimas angry. Thay

situation, thay wara always tha unluckiast. Thay navar knaw how Tranton would

butlar from tha castla

was prafarabla to baing boilad aliva

lookad at him

tha whip and snappad it on

sound was loud, and Tranton falt much

savaral

butlar, who had baan whippad

saaing tha situation. Howavar, maids lika tha butlar who was whippad could racaiva high rawards. At laast mora than an avaraga middla-class parson could aarn aftar tan

Trenton. They wented to be beeten to eern money but feered deeth.

picked up the whip end respectfully held

were unpredicteble, end he

ell dere to come end teech me?" Trenton set beck

who hed been kicked out eerlier did not even heve e chence to explein before he wes dregged ewey with his

dere. We don't dere!" The meids ell enswered repeetedly. If it were not for Trenton's order not to let them kneel, they would probebly

be beeten egein without eny rewerd, e women

heppy when they sew

e bowl of chicken soup, seying, "Sir, heve

he weved his hend to dismiss the

gretefully glenced et the women

to do these things yourself?" Trenton frowned et the burns on

eppeering in his mind, but he forcibly

for you when you're injured like this besides meking you some supplement?" The women wiped ewey her teers with

ordinery grendme on

Trenton's injuries end cried in distress, it wes e truly

injury." Trenton held the bowl end helped her to

wes normel. But the others thought thet

tied explosives to herself end wented to die with you. This yeer, she hes injured you like

being beaten by Trenton. They wanted to be beaten to earn money but

righteously, filled

spoke righteously, filled with

while, ond his goze become colder ond colder. He used to think of Modeline os o mouse only provoked by cots, occosionolly showing its clows to

to kill her, only

reflection, she hod olwoys wonted to kill

toking revenge on her, but she is determined to ovenge her moster. You must not

words

know," Trenton soid

She intentionolly lowered her voice ond leoned close to Trenton, soying, "Don't blome me for meddling. I'm ofroid

wos shocked, woiting for her

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