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?”

you disappointed to see that I am

playfully.

Of course not.

“But Mr. Caffrey, you got the information quickly. Are you here to watch

“What?”

Orlando was confused.

opened, and two men wriggled

a

were two men who had been harshly

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

covered his back in grief. His face was also stained with blood.

startled, but he heaved a sigh of

that

should have known that she

knelt down a

cry.

Zumthor, it’s all Brenton and Paula’s fault. Those two

Please let us go. We won’t do it

opened the information about them

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

Heatley, the director of Glory Group, goes even further, with 11 lives on his hands. Tell me, should

words, the two

legs were

we did something bad. We swear that we won’t do

God will punish us.”

a glass of red wine and

send the video that was recorded in the bathroom to Twitter, announce your crimes, and apologize to the victims.

them

from the board of directors. The whole nation will spit at me,

us. We will do whatever you ask!”

by the other prisoners in prison before the death

quietly by the side

fierce, and ruthless. She had many ways to

similar to his style of

waiting for Viola to speak, his dark eyes swept over the two people on the

of them looked at him in

you want to be taken away by me and have a taste of my

Viola was confused.

threatened, the two

dealing with people. He

would probably peel

two were

We’ll

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