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

but glance at the screen on the

she here

trying to calm

“I don’t know, sir.”

replied timidly, afraid to say the wrong

was sitting on the leather sofa in the living

had escaped, she immediately contacted Lamont, but

back.

were footsteps coming from behind

and looked at Lamont, who was walking towards

“Mr. Byron,” she said.

“What is it?”

tone dampened

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

embellish her story, pretending

really say

anger flared up,

the trouble that Ms. Mullen is facing right now is also her doing.

you…”

finish her

don’t have to worry about

left without

man

was

an enemy and been

more panicked than anything.

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

go in without Mr. Byron’s

me to go in. I wanted to check on her condition

As his assistant, I

and

“Really?”

how. It’s already late, and Mr. Byron is waiting

finally

sigh of relief and hurried down to

walked for a long time along the dim light before finally

was pitch black inside, and very

by the

never thought that Lamont

“Who? Who’s here?”

asked softly in the

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

I’m here to see

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