Chapter 228

The Old Mansion.

Basement dungeon.

Calling it a warehouse was a bit of a misnomer because, in reality, it was a cell.

One wall of the cell was adorned with a variety of torture devices.

Hamilton entered, a look of discomfort briefly crossing his face. He stifled the wave of nausea rising in his throat and stepped into one of the cells.

Victor was restrained in the center of the cell.

His torso was bare, marked with streaks of blood.

As soon as Hamilton walked in, Victor managed a laugh.

"Hamilton, I gotta say, I didn't think you'd be this protective of her!"

Hamilton's face remained expressionless.

He glanced at Victor, then walked over to a wall, picked up a whip, and dipped it into a nearby bucket before Victor could react. With a swift motion, he lashed out with the whip! The first strike tore open the skin.

Victor screamed in pain.

"Hamilton, you son of a "

Before he could finish his sentence, another lash cut through the air.

Victor's screams echoed through the basement dungeon.

When Ronin and Killian arrived, Victor was a bloody mess.

Ronin choked on his own breath for a moment, then turned aside to retch.

Hamilton glanced at him, then tossed the whip aside.

He signaled Killian with a look, "Wake him up."

Killian nodded and splashed a bucket of ice water over Victor.

Victor came to, his eyes filled with sheer terror.

"Hamilton, for the love of our years of camaraderie, spare me, will you? I'll never touch her again, I swear!"

cigarette and simply stood

the first time, Victor truly understood the

realized

you afraid of crossing the

you think you're just getting to

that, he picked up the whip again and aimed for

the

out again, Hamilton dropped the whip and

die. From

Killian quickly agreed.

Hamilton, his upbringing under Mason's protective wing

until they were outside that he finally

this what Mr.

his face pale, Ronin fought down the bile

just take care of

Hamilton's eyes turned colder.

of Ron Group is Natalia right now. Ronin, don't

glared at Hamilton before finally asking, "Where's Natalia? What have you

Hamilton's gaze darkened.

Joyner should worry

I don't know about the matchmaking your old man forced on you in the hospital? Can you really offer her a future?" Hamilton's expression turned even more grim, "That's none of

saying that, he stepped into

had already woken up in her room, sitting on the edge

night

pinned down by Victor, then

And after that?

body

used condoms was a

Was it Hamilton?

and Natalia froze,

entered, her eyes

feeling?

was barely a whisper,

to embrace her, "Don't be scared, it's

uncontrollably, the memory of Victor enough

while for her to calm

hung in the air before Scarlett replied, "Hamilton called

gripping the sheets

was

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