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 simply stood there,

truly

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

the whip again and aimed for Victor's lower

filled the

the whip

let him die. From

Killian quickly agreed.

stumbled after Hamilton, his upbringing under Mason's protective

that he finally managed to stop

what

pale, Ronin fought down the bile rising in

take care

Hamilton's eyes turned colder.

face of Ron Group is Natalia

furious but without a comeback, glared at Hamilton before finally asking, "Where's

Hamilton's gaze darkened.

should worry

on you in the hospital? Can you really offer her a future?" Hamilton's expression turned even more grim,

saying that, he

already woken up in her room, sitting on the edge of the bed, her face

the previous night were a blur,

Victor,

And after that?

the covers to find her body covered in bruises, the pain and soreness

trash can filled with used condoms

Was it Hamilton?

froze, tears

entered, her eyes brimming

are you feeling?

barely

embrace her, "Don't

memory of Victor enough to haunt

took a long while for her to calm down

air before Scarlett replied, "Hamilton

tensed, gripping the sheets

was Hamilton

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