Chapter 233

Listening to the muffled growls inside, Sheena clenched her hands tighter. However, when she looked at Ford, her expression remained cold without a hint of warmth.

“Do you think I’ve gone too far?”

Ford immediately knelt and said, “I didn’t mean that, Ms. Sheena. It’s definitely appropriate for you to return the pain today after being drugged last night, but I know you don’t really want to kill Mr. Freeman.”

Sheena felt much better after listening to Ford. After contemplating, she turned to Sawyer and instructed, “Go to the Freeman Mansion, bring Faye here, and do it quickly.”

“Yes, Ms. Sheena.” Sawyer departed swiftly.

The remaining people stood at the basement door, listening to the increasingly intense growls and

struggles, nearing despair.

Even the muscular bodyguards found it hard to endure, knowing it was a cruel torture.

Ten minutes later, Sheena finally ordered, “Open the door. Bring a bucket of ice water from the fridge to help him cool down.”

Sheena’s

bucket of water.

open, and a

floor, curled up in a fetal position. The floor beneath him was soaked with sweat, and his hair was also wet, sticking to his forehead.

hound.

hour, Elijah had struggled to the point

his face was alarmingly red.

light, he struggled to open his eyes. In the blurred vision,

desperately toward that figure, murmuring

I–I feel…

distress with the drugged coffee, and he felt genuinely sorry for it. Elijah could not help but wonder if she would feel better if

even a fraction of her hatred for him?

touch that silhouette. It seemed so close as if she

Sheena’s expression,

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