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!"

and

truly understood the meaning

first time he realized he never really knew his so-called

of crossing the Henkel

"After all these years, you think you're just getting to

whip again and aimed for Victor's lower half this

filled the

passed out again, Hamilton dropped the whip and walked out with a heavy

die. From now

Killian quickly agreed.

Mason's

that he

"Is this what Mr. Joyner

face pale, Ronin fought down the bile

care

Hamilton's eyes turned colder.

The face of Ron Group is Natalia right now. Ronin,

Hamilton before finally asking,

Hamilton's gaze darkened.

worry less about

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

he

room, sitting on the edge of the bed, her

memories of the previous night were

by Victor,

And after that?

the covers to find her body covered in bruises, the

condoms was a sight that

Was it Hamilton?

Natalia froze,

her eyes brimming with

you feeling? Are you

voice was barely

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

memory of Victor enough to

took a long while for her to calm down

in the air before Scarlett replied, "Hamilton

tensed, gripping

was Hamilton

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