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?”

Me? Caffrey, are you disappointed to see that I am fine?” Viola tilted her head

playfully.

Of course not.

Mr. Caffrey, you got the information quickly. Are

“What?”

Orlando was confused.

suddenly opened, and two men

a

men who

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

also stained with blood. He was suffering so much

but he heaved a

that Viola was good

have known that she would not let

and knelt down a few steps away from her. Then, they began

cry.

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

let

out her phone and opened the information about them that she

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

Glory Group, goes even further, with 11 lives on his hands. Tell

hearing her words, the two cried even

were

We know we did something bad. We swear that

God will punish us.”

gracefully poured a glass of red wine and shook it

your crimes, and apologize to the victims. You must tell the

the two of them heard

from the board of directors. The whole nation

please forgive us. We will do whatever you ask!”

and humiliated by the other prisoners

side and listened with a

was straightforward, fierce, and ruthless. She had many

similar to his style

over the two people on the ground.

of them looked at him in a humble

“Or do you want to be taken away

Viola was confused.

the

had heard of Orlando’s methods of dealing with people. He would

would probably peel

two were even

We’ll do

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