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

time, Victor truly understood the

also the first time he realized he never really knew

aren't you afraid of crossing

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

whip again and aimed for Victor's lower

filled the air once

again, Hamilton dropped the whip and walked out

don't let him die. From

Killian quickly agreed.

Hamilton, his upbringing under Mason's protective wing having shielded him from such

that

sneered, "Is this what Mr.

his face pale, Ronin fought down

I just take care of

Hamilton's eyes turned colder.

business? The face of Ron Group is Natalia right

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

Hamilton's gaze darkened.

should worry less about

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. Joyner's

he stepped into

her room, sitting on the edge of

of the previous night

pinned down by Victor, then

And after that?

find her body covered in bruises, the pain and

filled with used condoms was a

Was it Hamilton?

and Natalia froze, tears instantly streaming down

eyes brimming with

you feeling?

barely a

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

flowed uncontrollably, the memory of Victor enough

calm down enough to

before

gripping

was Hamilton last

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