The Return of the Disguised Princess Chapter 262

Chapter 262 Suffering

Looking at her twisted and pained expression, Lamont felt more anger than anything else.

“I warned you not to lay a hand on my woman. You’d be wise not to test my patience, or else I may not be able to restrain myself from taking your life.”

Revenge? In his heart, had he already become a murderer?

Leila suddenly found herself ridiculously hopeful, hoping that the man before her could see her pain and have a

moment of softness.

She forced a bitter smile, terrifyingly calm.

“What are you laughing at?”

Lamont’s grip on her tightened.

Leila was nearly unable to breathe, her eyes wide and fixed on Lamont’s handsome face.

Only then Lamont regained some of his senses, revealing an impatient expression. He grabbed Leila by the neck and

threw her hard to the side.

Leila fell directly to the ground, her arm hitting the corner of the table.

“Don’t overestimate yourself! As long as Amelie’s safety is at stake, don’t even consider trying to escape.”

Lamont said, turning around and leaving the room.

A few of his men then appeared and took Leila away.

She was taken to the familiar entrance of the villa, but this time she wasn’t free. Instead, she was locked in a room in

the basement.

Blackness devoured all her hope.

Leila curled up, her body cold.

“Feed her a meal and water every day, but don’t let her die.”

Lamont instructed, watching the surveillance footage with a cold tone and expressionless face.

The assistant was slightly taken aback.

“Yes, sir.”

is here and

walked in and couldn’t help but glance at the screen

is she

trying to calm his

“I don’t know, sir.”

subordinate replied timidly, afraid to

on the leather sofa in the living room,

she immediately contacted Lamont, but she didn’t expect him to

back.

moment, there were footsteps coming from

up and looked at Lamont,

“Mr. Byron,” she said.

“What is it?”

tone dampened Miriam’s

you can’t let her get away with this. She boldly told me in the hospital that this was all her plan, just to win your

to embellish her story, pretending to be

she really say

anger flared up, his

fact, the trouble that Ms. Mullen is facing right now is also her doing. Mr. Byron, why

you…”

finish her sentence Lamont turned and

have to

he left without saying another

the man

she was feeling very anxious

pleased to have lost an enemy and been

more panicked than anything.

to the basement to see Leila one more

in without Mr.

I wanted to check on her condition and see if she could give me

I wouldn’t lie to

earnestly, and it was

“Really?”

already late, and Mr. Byron is waiting

subordinate finally stepped

sigh of relief and hurried

along the dim light before finally

pitch black

by

thought that Lamont could be

“Who? Who’s here?”

softly

had been tormented in this dark basement, and her men tal state

I’m here to see

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