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

first time, Victor truly

time he realized he never really

you afraid of

you think you're just

that, he picked up the whip again and

filled the air

passed out again, Hamilton dropped the

don't let him die. From now on, take care

Killian quickly agreed.

his upbringing under Mason's protective wing having shielded

that

this what

face pale, Ronin fought down the bile rising in his

I just take care of

Hamilton's eyes turned colder.

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

Hamilton before finally asking, "Where's

Hamilton's gaze darkened.

Joyner should worry less

don't know about the matchmaking your old man forced on you in the hospital? Can you really offer her a future?"

he stepped

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

the previous night

pinned down by Victor, then Hamilton seemed

And after that?

lifted the covers to find her body covered in bruises,

filled with used condoms was a sight that

Was it Hamilton?

Natalia froze, tears instantly streaming down

eyes brimming with

are you feeling?

barely a whisper,

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

the memory of Victor enough to

her to calm down enough to ask, "How did

air before Scarlett replied, "Hamilton called

tensed, gripping the sheets

was

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