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!"

lit a cigarette and

first time, Victor truly understood

realized he never really

you afraid of crossing the Henkel

chuckled, "After all these years, you think you're

up the whip again and aimed for Victor's lower half

filled the

the

a doctor, don't let him die. From now on,

Killian quickly agreed.

upbringing under Mason's

outside that he finally managed to stop his

what

pale, Ronin fought down the bile rising in

care of him in

Hamilton's eyes turned colder.

The face of Ron Group is Natalia right now. Ronin, don't drag her into

without a comeback, glared at Hamilton before finally

Hamilton's gaze darkened.

Joyner should worry

scoffed, "Hamilton, you think 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 Mr.

that, he stepped into his

her room, sitting on the edge of the bed,

the previous night were a blur, a

remembered being pinned down by Victor, then Hamilton

And after that?

covers to find her body covered in bruises, the pain

with used condoms was a

Was it Hamilton?

suddenly opened, and Natalia froze,

eyes

you feeling? Are

barely a whisper, "Scarlett,

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

tears flowed uncontrollably, the memory of Victor enough

long while for her to calm down enough to ask, "How did you get

the air before Scarlett replied,

tensed, gripping

was Hamilton last

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