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.”

Byron, Miriam is here and waiting

and couldn’t help but glance at the screen on

is she

breath, trying to calm his

“I don’t know, sir.”

replied timidly, afraid to say the

leather sofa in

that Leila had escaped, she immediately contacted Lamont, but she didn’t

back.

this moment, there were footsteps coming from behind

at Lamont, who

“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 hospital that this was all her plan, just

continued to embellish her story, pretending to

really say

up,

fact, the trouble that Ms. Mullen is facing

you…”

her sentence Lamont turned

to

he left without

helplessly as the man

was feeling very

an enemy

more panicked than anything.

a while, she decided to go down to the basement

in

I wanted to check

assistant, I wouldn’t lie to

spoke earnestly, and it was

“Really?”

It’s already late, and Mr. Byron is

subordinate finally stepped

a sigh of relief and hurried down to the

walked for a long time along the dim light before

black inside, and

by the

thought that Lamont could

“Who? Who’s here?”

softly in

basement, and

me. I’m here

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