Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 207

Immediately after, the smooth flesh on his back was brutally torn apart by the barbs of the training, when, causing deep wounds to appear. Bloodstains became evident, and a sharp pain surged through him, It was only the first lash, and Edgar felt cold sweat forming on his forehead, Gritting his teeth and tending his muscles, he maintained a straight posture, enduring the pain in silence,

Uncle Alfred noticed the bandage in the middle of Edgar’s vest and deliberately avoided striking that area, However, this meant that fewer spots on his back could withstand the punishment. When the fifteenth lash landed, his upper back, divided by the bandages, was crisscrossed with bleeding wounds. The whip sliced through his flesh, causing it to split open.

Edgar’s breathing grew heavier, and veins protruded on his forehead. Even his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably. Yet, he pressed his lips tightly, determined not to let out a sound of humiliation. Deep inside, he chuckled to himself. After being away from home for over a decade, he had nearly forgotten his true identity. He had started to believe that he was nothing more than a pampered Mr. Fallen. Now, with his body weakened by luxury, his ability to endure punishment had significantly diminished.

Uncle Alfred’s hand trembled. The upper half of Edgar’s back was drenched in blood, leaving no untouched area. Superímposing new bloodstains on top of the previous ones would be futile, given the whip’s relentless force. Unable to bear it any longer, Uncle Alfred shifted his focus to Edgar’s waist.

Once again, the training whip was raised, and a sharp swishing sound cut through the air. Edgar’s body trembled violently, and his back finally gave in. He managed to support himself with one hand, preventing himself from collapsing to the ground and facing further embarrassment. The sound of the whip ceased behind him, but a sudden, sharp pain struck his chest, causing blood to gush out.

“Mr. Fallen!” Eric cried out, her voice filled with terror and her eyes turning red. Her heart trembled as she witnessed the twenty lashes inflicted upon him.

Sylvia, too, felt her heart quiver, observing the scene with worry. “Stop! Let’s leave now!”

Edgar let out a sigh of relief and cast a stern gaze at Eric. “You’re merely a subordinate of our country’s Bureau of Investigation. This is not your place to speak!”

“Mr. Fallen, if you continue enduring this punishment, you will die!” Eric’s voice choked with emotion. “The S404 virus in your body is only suppressed, not cured! With such severe injuries and weakened resistance, the virus will soon spread. You will die!”

Ignoring her words, Edgar pinched his thigh and took a deep breath, straightening his back once more, assuming the most steadfast posture. Did it hurt? Yes, it did. But he couldn’t leave without uttering a word. There was still a threat looming beside Sylvia, and he intended to resolve that final problem before departing, free from regrets. Moreover, if he were to retreat now, the twenty lashes he had endured would be in vain.

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“Continue,” Edgar ordered, disregarding Eric’s trembling voice. “Uncle Alfred, carry on!”

Eric’s eyes turned red with anger, his fists clenched tightly. He was a mere bystander, an outsider in this situation. Uncle Alfred, after considering for a moment, glanced at the two bodyguards present in the room. “You are no longer needed here. Go outside and keep watch.”

“Yes,” the two bodyguards acknowledged and left the room, ensuring privacy for the remaining proceedings.

go, he swung the whip, the sound reverberating through the air. Each strike left its mark on

announced, his tone carrying a sense of finality. He proceeded to clean

up and expressed

injuries. If they proceeded further, the last ten lashes would only

acknowledged once again and exited the room, leaving only Edgar, Eric, and

behind.

whip one more time and prepared to depart. “Take care of yourself during these three

site, keenly observing her surroundings. She wondered why she

sight of a familiar tall figure in a remote and dilapidated chamber. Eric happened to be assisting Edgar

the tie into her trousers pocket, maintaining a silent stance with

back. When his

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his question, Sylvia inquired about the situation she had stumbled upon. “When I entered, why was Eric fastening your buttons? What’s

his pale lips. “There was a loose button on my

to

for secret investigation, so I came to take a look. However, by the time I arrived, the person had already

redirected her attention to Eric. “Is what he

seconds before responding with a detached

he lightly tugged at his sleeve. “Sylvia, it’s cold outside. I would like to return to the Cloud

by his attempt at affection, her eyebrows

Sylvia noticed that her eyes were slightly red. As she shifted her gaze back to Edgar, she observed his pallor and the faintness of

were perfectly fine this

you sick now?” Sylvia’s eyebrows remained furrowed, unconvinced by his explanation. She couldn’t shake off the peculiar scent lingering

metallic odor.

betrayed his inner tension. With a light cough, he blocked his lips and spoke. “I might have caught a cold last night. It’s nothing

on reality tightened. She couldn’t ignore the unsettling presence of fresh blood that stained the floor. Squatting down, she

filled with a mix of apprehension and determination. “Sylvia, please trust me. It’s not

her growing concerns, she chose to trust him, at least for