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?”

Surprised?” Vivienne’s cold voice echoed in the

hoodie and a baseball cap. She radiated an air of oppressive

also dressed in a casual black outfit, had

maliciously at Vivienne, his gaze then falling on Percival. “I thought you had some

of any expression. She looked at Elijah, her voice as cold as ice.

scores.”

me if you

civilized person. I don’t like violence.” Vivienne suddenly laughed,

stunned. She wasn’t going

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he felt

he asked, “What do

she turned to Raymond. “Do you know why I asked you be

get revenge?” Raymond hesitated

Elijah had tortured him to force Riley to make

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

Vivienne motioned to the cellar, filled with the same tools

special child. Her talent in perfumery matches mine

want to protect her, you need to harden your heart. Use him

a whip

the whip. Hating Elijah was one thing,

another.

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

the malevolence in Elijah’s eyes and knew

you beat them so badly that they steer clear of you, would always think they

Crack! Crack! Crack!

his heart and began to whip

dare hit me?!” Elijah cursed in pain. “I will kill you, give your sister to old men to play

colder, and he lashed the whip

insult thrown by Elijah, Raymond’s whips grew harsher and

the

through his skin. His blood mingled with his cold

his breath away, he gritted his teeth and

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