Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 450

“Sir, Mr. Peter’s bodyguards tried to sneak Mr. Stanley out of the mansion, but I stopped him,” Lionel

reported.

“Good.”

Stanley was saved by his bodyguards a few hours after the incident. Besides, he was a grown adult, and the minor injuries posed no serious threat.

Elliot had known all along that he was faking his condition and asked, “Uncle Peter, how do you suggest we punish him?”

Peter softened his tone. “Stanley was just being foolish. Luckily, Elliot, you’re fine too. Let’s give him a minor punishment as a warning. I’ll take him back and give him a good beating. How about that?”

“Dad!” Stanley protested.

Why should he be punished? It was just a stroke of bad luck.

He only wished the bullet had hit Elliot in the head or his heart!

Sheena had heard about the Jenkins family’s traditional and strict disciplinary practices. Nonetheless, she was there to witness the drama unfold.

Elliot did not accept Peter’s suggestion, and his face was dark and icy, clearly dissatisfied.

Lionel spoke on his behalf, “Mr. Peter, isn’t that a bit too lenient? If it weren’t for Mr. Jenkins’ luck, the position of the family head might have changed hands. Mr. Jenkins suggests ten lashes.”

hatred, arguing, “Elliot is still alive and well, yet you’re trying to exact such a heavy punishment on me. Isn’t

it wouldn’t be just ten lashes. Say another word, and

responsible for administering the punishment, had helped Santiago back to his room

to Jenkins family traditions, the person receiving the lashes had to remove

He patted her waist lightly and directed

first. I’ll join

Jenkins,” Lionel

he going to undress to be whipped? His physique surely isn’t as good as yours, and I don’t care to watch, but

from this, Lionel had informed her that Elliot had taken twenty lashes

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was eager to witness the severity

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pouting and cooing, “Eli, you’re

her soft voice, Elliot

kneel in the middle of the hall, exposing his lean back. Even before the punishment began, he was already trembling, seemingly deeply afraid of the

but Grant’s presence indicated Santiago’s

out the disciplinary whip from a sandalwood

just doing

sharp sound of the whip slicing

because of his slender frame, each lash felt like it struck

was horrifying, with blood

but by the fifth one, the pain became unbearable. He howled, squirming in agony, losing