Chapter 618

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I AM INNOCENT ELLIOT "Mercy, please! Mr.

Vittorio...

its...

its the Duke! PLEASE, HAVE MERCY, YOUR GRACE!" One of the prisoners started screaming desperately as we passed, his voice carrying through the small iron-barred window on the heavy steel door.

His cries triggered a chain reactiona chorus of pleading voices.

And yet, down here, there were barely ten prisoners left waiting for death.

"SHUT UP, YOU DAMN DOGS, OR ILL KILL YOU ALL RIGHT NOW!"" Vittorio bellowed, enraged.

The sound of muffled sobs filled the air.

I simply kept walking toward the door at the end of the corridor.

The snap of a whip greeted me the moment Vittorio unlocked and pushed open the door.

stepped inside, my eyes adjusting instantly to the dim candlelight flickering against the

was the man who had

head hung low, his clothes reduced to shreds, barely

bled freely across his

back yet, but I

the executioner immediately

Wallace groaned in agony.

it was as if he had

---- "y-Your Grace...

I...

I didnt...

you..." "Leave us,"

and the executioner exited, and

stepped closer to the

one who knew about the

knew the Duchess had discovered

handled my carriage?" I asked, my voice razor- sharp with barely restrained

"TI...

yes...

[supervised the carriage...

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