Chapter 153

Chapter 153

Midland Manor.

In the cellar.

When Elijah awoke from unconsciousness, he found himself in the very place where he had held Riley and Raymond Fairfax captive.

His hands and feet were spread and fastened to the wall, and standing before him was a stoic-faced Raymond.

“Why are you here?!” He asked, stunned and unsure.

Raymond glanced at him with disgust but didn’t respond.

“I’m talking to you!” Elijah was quick to anger when Raymond ignored him. After all, he had always seen the Fairfaxes as easy prey.

His original plan for that day was to escape from the local county jail. He feigned a sudden illness by overdosing on pills. He was to be taken to the hospital, where his gang, GTO, would help him escape.

However, the ambulance suddenly changed its route halfway and headed in the opposite

direction.

Realizing something was wrong, he tried to fight back but was promptly sedated and

knocked out.

Now, after seeing Raymond, it was clear he’d been intercepted.

But he didn’t believe Raymond had the capacity to do so.

“Call out the person behind you! Who is it? Vivienne?”

cold voice echoed in the

was dressed in a black hoodie and a baseball cap. She radiated an air

also dressed in a casual black outfit, had

his gaze then falling on Percival. “I thought you had

insult; her frosty face was devoid of any expression. She looked at Elijah, her voice as

scores.”

you want!” Elijah

don’t like violence.” Vivienne suddenly laughed, her pace

She wasn’t going

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smiling face, he felt a chill run down his

asked,

turned to Raymond. “Do you know why

revenge?” Raymond hesitated before

Elijah had tortured him to

torture devices, most of which Elijah had tried out on m. As a result, his

motioned to the cellar, filled with the same tools of torture

child. Her talent in perfumery matches mine and is bound to be coveted

want to protect her, you need to harden your

a whip

hesitated while holding the whip. Hating Elijah was

another.

Vivienne’s voice turned cold. “If you can’t handle this, how

Raymond saw the malevolence in Elijah’s eyes and knew

that they steer clear

Crack! Crack! Crack!

steeled his heart and began to whip

you, give your sister to old men to play with, and

colder, and he lashed the

thrown by Elijah, Raymond’s whips grew

curses gradually faded as the whip continued

skin. His blood mingled with his cold sweat, staining his prison

he gritted his teeth and refused

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