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.”

and waiting in the

help but glance

she

deep breath, trying to calm

“I don’t know, sir.”

replied timidly, afraid to say the

sitting on the leather sofa

she heard that Leila had escaped, she immediately contacted

back.

moment, there were footsteps

looked at Lamont, who was

“Mr. Byron,” she said.

“What is it?”

cold tone dampened Miriam’s

Leila back. Mr. Byron, you can’t let her get away with this. She boldly told me in the

continued to embellish her story, pretending to be

really say

flared up, his eyes

she did. And, in fact, the trouble that Ms. Mullen is facing

you…”

Miriam could finish her

have to worry about

left without saying another

helplessly as the man

she was feeling

enemy

more panicked than anything.

a while, she decided to go down to the basement to see

go in without

to check

his assistant, I wouldn’t lie to

spoke earnestly, and it

“Really?”

better not waste time how. It’s already late,

subordinate finally stepped

a sigh of relief and hurried down

dim light

was pitch black inside,

by the sight

never thought that Lamont could be

“Who? Who’s here?”

asked softly in the

this dark basement, and her

me. I’m here to see

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