The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

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

over

ordered, “Don’t let him die so

“Okay.”

the prison and returned to the villa, a maid suddenly rushed over and said,

Ms. Harper is missing.”

stern, “Find her then!” As he spoke, he strode

he arrived at the secondary bedroom, the door was still open. In just

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echoed in his mind again, ‘Fred, I’m hungry.

I want to eat this!

why isn’t your place heated? I’m so cold sleeping at night.’

sweet and innocent. She was never afraid of

ordinary person.’

in another direction. His eyes turned cold again when he saw the corner of the torn

that, he walked

pet’s feelings?! But then again, even if I were

dog, there’d be emotions involved.’

with clear eyes as

downstairs, the maids had already prepared a delicious meal and placed it on

Mya usually sat

he asked, “Where’s she? Is she still

immediately knelt before Fred, “Mr. Turner, she hasn’t returned.

the other maids have gone

landscape. The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow. He was lost in thought,

this area as this area is enclosed by

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

person in

then walked out of the

him, “Mr. Turner, you should

a sleeping robe. He exuded a cold, imposing aura. After he

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

exited through a hole

can’t track