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

a black hoodie and a

casual

Elijah glared maliciously at Vivienne, his gaze then falling on Percival. “I

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

scores.”

if you

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

stunned. She wasn’t going

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face, he felt a chill

fear, he asked, “What

him. Instead, she turned to Raymond. “Do you know

Raymond

how Elijah had tortured

torture devices, most of which Elijah had tried out on m. As a result, his body was covered in scars hidden beneath

with the same tools of torture that the olice had confiscated but Percival’s men had

talent in perfumery matches mine and

you want to protect her, you need to harden your

handed Raymond a whip covered in

whip. Hating Elijah was one thing,

another.

cold. “If you can’t handle this, how

saw the malevolence in Elijah’s eyes and knew Vivienne

they steer clear

Crack! Crack! Crack!

heart and began to whip

pain. “I will kill you, give your sister to old men to play with, and

grew colder, and he lashed the whip across

thrown by Elijah, Raymond’s whips

the whip continued

on the whip tore through his skin. His blood mingled with his cold sweat, staining

he gritted his teeth and refused to

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