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

shaky breath.

pointing at Debra. “It was her. She came

the bedpost, her face streaked with tears. Her

revealing the whip marks on her

died in his throat. Given how things

suddenly realized he’d been set up

worked for you for so many years. You gotta believe

could finish, Drake pulled out a gun and, without hesitation, fired

shot echoed in the room, followed by Peter’s

and threw his coat over her shoulders. He then scooped her up

interfere, and no

through the hallway,

arms, happy about her

down at

scared, but

beast like him rarely cared about

room was clean and empty. There were no

was

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