Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 864: You Only Fell at Claudia's Hands

Dusk was approaching. A low, flat-roofed house stood under the faint moonlight, its front yard scattered with a few withered old trees. They swayed in the wind, casting eerie shadows in the dark. Inside the house, a man was suspended in midair, his limbs tightly bound with ropes, his head drooping lifelessly.

With a loud splash, a bucket of scalding hot water was poured over his body, from head to toe.

"Aaaaah!" The man screamed, his face twisting in agony. His skin looked as if it had been boiled, and bloody blisters quickly formed on his face.

"Awake now?" A cold, hellish voice cut through the air, dripping with malice.

Jared stood there in a plain black T-shirt, his broad back and solid chest faintly outlined in the dim light. His posture was straight and commanding, a leather whip in hand, his eyes radiating murderous intent. The man dangling in the room was Victor.

Jared lashed out with the whip, and blood spattered instantly across its length. Victor couldn't even cry out in pain anymore, his body trapped in a personal hell. He couldn't comprehend how he had ended up in Jared's hands. He had expected Claudia to kill him, but he had never imagined Jared would take him instead.

Bloodshot veins filled his blurry eyes, and blood dripped from the hem of his clothes. Gasping for air, Victor rasped, "I thought it was Claudia..."

Jared dipped the whip into a bucket of salt water, washing off the blood. "It was Claudia," he said coldly. "She sent people to kill you. As far as the world is concerned, you're already dead-killed by Claudia." Victor's eyes widened in shock. His lips trembled. "What do you mean by that?" he stammered.

Jared didn't bother answering. He swung the whip again and again, each strike landing with brutal force. Flesh split open, blood poured freely, and the room reeked of a stench so heavy it would make anyone else gag.

"Falling into Claudia's hands would have been a mercy for you," Jared said, his voice low and deadly. "She would've given you a quick death. But me? I'll make sure you wish for death."

"Is this about Simone Farrell?" Victor croaked, his voice shaky but desperate.

a wet wipe from his pocket, he cleaned his hands methodically, his tone chilling. "Killing

begged hoarsely, "Just end it... I shouldn't have treated Simone that way. I deserve hell-I'm ready to pay

too late." Jared's words

he drove four nails straight into Victor's wrists and ankles. Blood gushed out, pooling

Nathan was waiting by the door. Sweat glistened on Nathan's back. Even from outside, the screams inside had

Victor-she hadn't harmed any of the other officers. When Nathan and Hayden arrived, Victor had been on the brink

declared dead at

me to the lab," Jared

nodded and

was already waiting at the door. Her face lit up with a radiant smile.

The weight in his heart lifted instantly. He pulled Tina into a tight embrace. "Tina, thank you.

said softly, smiling. She knew that Jared's

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face was pale, her lips devoid of color, but her eyes were filled with love and tenderness as she gazed at Ella. Gently, she reached out to stroke Ella's hair, her fingers trembling.

and emotional. "When I

her joy mingled with tears. "Mom, these past years, my only hope was finding you. Now that

Simone's arms, cherishing the warmth she had longed for. Her face

Tina's hand as they stepped inside. The atmosphere froze for a brief

instant he

a smile spreading across his face,