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.”

here and waiting in the living

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

she here

trying to

“I don’t know, sir.”

subordinate replied timidly, afraid to say the

leather sofa

she immediately contacted Lamont, but

back.

this moment, there were

quickly stood up and looked at

“Mr. Byron,” she said.

“What is it?”

cold tone dampened Miriam’s

this. She boldly told me in the hospital that this was all her

continued to embellish her story,

she really say

flared up,

the trouble that Ms. Mullen is facing

you…”

finish her sentence

have to

he left without saying

watched helplessly as the man she loved

she was

an enemy and been one step closer to Lamont. However,

more panicked than anything.

to go down to

in without Mr.

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

I wouldn’t lie

and

“Really?”

already late, and Mr. Byron is

finally

sigh of relief and

for a long time along the dim light before finally finding the room where

black

shocked by the sight

that Lamont could

“Who? Who’s here?”

asked softly

tormented in this dark basement, and her men tal state was

here to

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