Chapter 32 She Won’t Let Herself Suffer

After seeing who it was, Brenton widened his eyes in fear.

“Mr. Caffrey… why are you here?”

Orlando’s face was frighteningly dark, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He tightened his grip on Brenton’s collar. “Which private room is she in? What are you doing to her?”

Brenton was freaked out by Orlando’s terrifying gaze. His lips trembled, and he confessed everything

Paula’s face turned pale in fear. She was quietly looking for an opportunity to slip away.

Yet Lawson, who had just rushed over, immediately stopped her.

Orlando handed both of them to Lawson. “Tie them up, find a room and lock them up. I’ll handle them later.”

With that, he ran to the private room with a vicious aura.

He had a bad feeling.

Brenton said that Viola had already drunk the red wine with the drug. It had already been fifteen

minutes. Maybe she had already been…

His scarlet eyes gradually filled with killing intent.

He pushed open the door to the room.

The first thing he saw was a bloody mess. The blood extended all the way to the small bathroom in

the room.

In the bathroom, the voices of men were constantly heard.

Two men!

Orlando was furious. He strode towards the bathroom, but he glanced at a figure nearby.

He took a closer look.

It was Viola!

She had light makeup on her face, and she was leaning elegantly on the chair. Her slender fingers tapped on the broken legs of the stool beside her hand.

There were a few screws on the legs of the stool. Blood was falling to the ground. There must have been a fierce battle.

Orlando carefully sized her up.

“Are you … really alright?”

Caffrey, are you disappointed to see that I

playfully.

Of course not.

retort, Viola added, “But Mr. Caffrey, you got the information quickly. Are you here

“What?”

Orlando was confused.

suddenly opened,

took a closer

who had

face. He seemed to have been drugged. His hands covered his groin, blood flowing out from between his fingers.

His face was also stained with blood. He was suffering so much

but he heaved

found out that Viola was good at

that she would not let herself

and Jagger crawled to Viola and knelt down a few steps away from her.

cry.

all Brenton and Paula’s fault. Those two bastards urged me to do it!

We are sorry. Please let us go. We won’t do

took out her phone and opened the information about them that she had

a peculiar taste. He likes to torture women. Many women, famous and non-famous, have been abused by him.

11 lives on his hands. Tell me, should

her words, the two cried even more

were

know we did something bad. We swear that

God will punish us.”

poured a glass of red wine and

bathroom to Twitter, announce your crimes, and apologize to the victims. You must tell the public how bad you are! How infuriating your crimes

two of them heard

of directors. The whole nation will spit

will do whatever

they got convicted, they would be beaten and humiliated by the other prisoners in prison before the

by the side and listened with a

ruthless. She had

was similar to his style

to speak, his dark eyes swept over the

at him in

for mercy, Orlando continued, “Or do you want to be taken away by

Viola was confused.

threatened, the two

dealing with people. He

probably peel

two were even more

We’ll do it

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