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?”

me. Surprised?” Vivienne’s cold voice echoed

a black hoodie and a baseball cap. She radiated an air

also dressed in a casual black

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

Elijah, her voice as

scores.”

if you

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

was stunned. She wasn’t going

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after looking at Vivienne’s smiling face, he felt a

asked, “What

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

get revenge?” Raymond

forgotten how Elijah had tortured him to force Riley to make

most of which Elijah had tried out on

motioned to the cellar, filled with the same tools of torture that the olice had

a special child. Her talent in perfumery matches

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

Raymond a whip covered

the whip. Hating Elijah was one thing,

another.

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

in Elijah’s

people, unless you beat them so badly that they steer clear of you, would always think they could walk

Crack! Crack! Crack!

steeled his heart and

cursed in pain. “I will kill you, give

Raymond’s face grew colder, and

insult thrown by Elijah, Raymond’s whips grew harsher

faded as the whip continued to

the whip tore through his skin. His blood

took his breath away, he gritted

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