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.”

Miriam is here and waiting in the

walked in and couldn’t help but glance

is she

breath, trying

“I don’t know, sir.”

replied timidly, afraid to say the

sofa in the living room,

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

back.

were footsteps coming

stood up and looked at Lamont, who was

“Mr. Byron,” she said.

“What is it?”

tone

away with this. She boldly told me in the hospital that this

embellish her story, pretending to be

she really

up,

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

you…”

finish her

have to

that, he left without

watched helplessly as the man

reason, she was

lost an enemy and

more panicked than anything.

to the basement to see Leila one

in without

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

his assistant, I wouldn’t lie

spoke earnestly, and it

“Really?”

better not waste time how. It’s already late, and Mr. Byron is waiting for

finally

a sigh of relief and hurried

time along the dim light before finally finding

pitch black inside, and very

by the

never thought that Lamont could

“Who? Who’s here?”

softly in the

had been tormented in this dark basement, and

here to

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