Chapter 649

Peter’s face loomed closer, his hands tearing at Debra’s blouse.

The ripping sound of fabric seemed to thrill him further as he lifted the whip and lashed it down hard on

her.

Debra screamed in panic. “Help! Somebody, help me.”

Just then, the door burst open. Peter jumped, frantically pulling up his pants.

“Damn, who the hell is ruining the fun?”

He hadn’t even finished his cursing when he spotted a brooding Drake at the door.

“M–Mr. Lowe,” Peter stammered, collapsing to the floor

breath. Drake had

a misunderstanding.” Peter stammered, pointing at Debra.

moment, Debra’s wrist was cuffed to the bedpost, her face streaked with tears. Her clothes

her chest, purposefully revealing the whip marks on

words died in his throat. Given how things looked, no one would believe

suddenly realized he’d been set up by

for you for so many years.

finish, Drake pulled out a gun and, without hesitation, fired at Peter’s

echoed in the room, followed by Peter’s scream, filled with agonizing

that bound Debra, and threw his coat over her shoulders. He then

dared to interfere, and

Drake carried Debra through the hallway,

Drake’s arms, happy about her

frowned, glancing down at her.

wasn’t scared,

his mind. A beast like him rarely cared about anyone. At least for now, he

clean and empty. There

was

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