Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

Chapter 76 You Haven’t Learned Your Lesson

Chapter 76 You Haven’t Learned Your Lesson

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After finishing their meal, Jonathan instructed Sebastian to rest while he descended to the ground floor.

As soon as he wheeled his wheelchair out of the elevator, a tall figure in a black suit approached and pushed the wheelchair. Jonathan and the mysterious figure entered a black SUV parked nearby.

After closing the car door, the vehicle swiftly drove toward the outskirts of the city.

The atmosphere inside the car was incredibly quiet.

After Jonathan finished reading the information, he set aside the few thin sheets of paper. closing his eyes and leaning against the leather seat leisurely.

With distinct finger bones, he caressed the jade bracelet on his wrist, then asked in a gentle voice, “How long has she been imprisoned?”

Simon replied, “Until now, she has been locked up for an entire day.”

Not only was she confined for a full day, but she didn’t have a single drop of water either. The methods imposed on her were simply unbearable for a young, inexperienced girl in her teens. If this had continued for another day, her mental state would likely have collapsed.

Jonathan made a sound of acknowledgment and then remained silent with his eyes closed.

He didn’t make a move, and no one else dared to act rashly, afraid of disturbing Jonathan’s

rest.

The car stopped at a plain house on the outskirts of the city. It appeared very ordinary, no different from a typical rural house.

However, inside, it was an entirely different world.

Upon entering, Simon opened an iron door. Instantly, the cold and damp stickiness inside. spread out.

Simon furrowed his brow slightly and glanced at Jonathan’s legs. He took the blanket from his subordinate and carefully draped it over Jonathan’s legs. “It’s cold inside. Be careful not to

catch a cold.”

Then, he pushed the wheelchair and proceeded inside.

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It was a freezer, with wild

the center, a teenage girl had her hands bound

water bottle was placed with a hole in the cap. Every few seconds, a drop of water would fall, landing directly on

of collapse. “Please, let me

see anyone or know how many people were present.

with a touch. Instead, they suspended her in the freezing cold freezer for an unknown period of time. She became

unable to bear the cold. She could only lift her feet off

rope began cutting into her wrists, causing her to bleed.

excruciating pain with the

the

rope

ground to alleviate the pain in her wrists, but soon, the freezing coldness made her feet

feared that her feet would freeze and damage her nerves, and if they froze completely, she would have

dripped with blood, and her feet grew completely numb.

a bottle of water continuously dripping on top

clothes clinging to her body: she

cold as the moon, but beneath

fear. Then suddenly, hatred surged from her heart. “Are you doing this

indeed after me because of Angela. Could they be Angela’s brothers?

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“It seems you haven’t learned your lesson

Simon observed his words and actions. Having followed Jonathan

of mineral water from the ground, unscrewed the cap, and poured it directly

from outside and set it to

few seconds, Linda, already on the brink of death, felt as if she had plunged into ice water. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and her thro was so hoarse that she couldn’t even speak.

this situation all because of Angela. That’s why I sought revenge on Angela, followed her to the library,

wanted to escape as soon as possible. Being caught by the police would be better than being

student. What ability does she have to get hold of your dad’s secrets? Why suspect

Linda’s mind was also in chaos, saying whatever came to

dad, Angela knew about it. She reminded me and told me that my dad was embezzling public funds in the Rosadale project and was under investigation. If it wasn’t for her, how could she know so clearly? The anonymous informant must

That day at the

her. Then, the news about her dad