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 there,

truly understood the

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

aren't you afraid of crossing the

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

he picked up the whip again and aimed for Victor's

filled the air

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

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

Killian quickly agreed.

Mason's protective wing having

wasn't until they were outside that he finally

what Mr. Joyner called

down the bile

care of him in

Hamilton's eyes turned colder.

The face of Ron Group is Natalia right now.

before

Hamilton's gaze darkened.

worry

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

saying that, he stepped into

room, sitting on the edge of the

night were a blur,

by Victor,

And after that?

lifted the covers to find her body covered in bruises, the

can filled with used condoms was a sight that nearly broke

Was it Hamilton?

and Natalia froze, tears instantly

her eyes

are you feeling? Are

voice was barely a whisper,

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

flowed uncontrollably, the memory of Victor enough to haunt her

a long while for her to calm down enough

hung in the air before Scarlett replied, "Hamilton

gripping the

it was Hamilton

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