Chapter 921

Fred continued thinking, ‘She has a bad memory, after all. She’ll forget everything that happened.’

However, this time, he had overestimated himself and underestimated the importance of that photo to

Mya.

Riley went upstairs and knocked on the door. When he entered the room, he saw Fred wearing a bathrobe looking gloomy. He suppressed his voice and reported, “Mr. Turner, he’s here.”

The villa occupied half of the prison area. It was very late now.

Fred glanced at the dark corridor. He decided to keep walking.

He then went to the dark, damp prison. Luke was awakened by a bone-chilling bucket of cold water. He

immediately saw Fred sitting in a chair and asked, “Where am I? Why’d you guys bring me here? Who the

hell are you people?”

Fred took the long whip from Riley and lashed it at Luke without any hesitation. Luke then let out a

horrifying scream in the enclosed prison.

With each lash that Fred made, it was as if he was venting his anger.

Mya’s hysterical yell, expressing her intense resistance and disgust toward him, echoed in his mind, ‘I

don’t like you anymore. I hate you!’

Fred wondered when he had started caring about Mya’s feelings, as she was someone whom he did not

consider important.

An hour and a half later, the sky was already bright, and the snow had stopped falling.

When Fred had finished venting, Luke, who was tied to a stake, could no longer make any sound. And his

was all over the

ordered, “Don’t let him die so easily.”

“Okay.”

a maid suddenly rushed over

Harper is

cold and stern, “Find her then!” As he spoke, he strode into the

still open. In just an hour

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in his mind again, ‘Fred,

want to eat

isn’t your place heated? I’m

smile was sweet and innocent. She was never afraid

ordinary person.’

cold again when he saw the

ground. After that, he walked to the master

caring about a mere pet’s feelings?! But then again, even if I were

dog, there’d be

up with clear eyes

maids had already prepared a

spot where Mya usually sat was empty.

cold as he asked, “Where’s she? Is she still

Fred, “Mr. Turner, she hasn’t

fun. Now, all the other maids have gone to search for

at the snowy landscape. The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow. He was lost in thought, ‘When Mya left in anger, she wasn’t wearing much clothing. If

wouldn’t be able to run out of this area as

for her, they should’ve found her by now. And why did she care so much

the person in the

out of the villa. The maid immediately

him, “Mr. Turner, you should

cold, imposing aura. After he walked

to him, “Mr. Turner, someone spotted it on the surveillance

through a hole in

communication device, so we can’t

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