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

I’m alive. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be just ten lashes. Say another word, and I’ll

had helped Santiago back

Jenkins family traditions, the person receiving the lashes had

He patted her

out first. I’ll join you

Mr. Jenkins,”

to undress to be whipped? His physique surely isn’t as good as yours, and I don’t care to watch, but I want to see how miserable he’ll

had informed her that Elliot had

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and she was eager to witness

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pouting and cooing, “Eli, you’re the best person

to resist her soft voice,

forced to kneel in the middle of the hall, exposing his lean back. Even before

being whipped, but Grant’s presence indicated Santiago’s approval. Thus, he could only

disciplinary

I’m just doing

sharp sound of the whip slicing

slender frame, each lash felt like it

horrifying, with blood

the fifth one, the pain became unbearable. He howled, squirming in