Chapter 959

Nathaniel gasped for breath, trying to ease the excruciating pain in his back.

His voice strained as he spoke, “I didn’t… take Uncle Frank’s key, I didn’t trespass on the top floor. I didn’t… steal anything…”

“You’re still trying to deny it!”

Romello’s paddle struck Nathaniel’s back five more times with relentless force, denying him any chance to catch his breath.

Under the blood–soaked shirt, the areas that were not bleeding were bruised, and every part of Nathaniel’s back was injured.

With each blow, the paddle reopened swollen wounds, painting his back crimson.

Nathaniel groaned, his back finally giving in, his arm trembling uncontrollably as he tried to support himself with one hand.

“Romello, I really… didn’t…”

Nathaniel’s words faltered, his voice barely audible amidst the agony.

Marius stood by the pillar, his heart filled with dread, unable to bear witnessing Nathaniel’s bloody back.

Gabrielle could not hold back her tears, her heart aching with sym

brutal punishment was

cold, ruthless gaze showing

the hallway, and I found the top floor cabinet tampered with. I’m missing a very important

asked the srvant to rush you, but you were not in the room and could not

roaring as he spoke, and before Nathaniel could kneel straight, he continued to torture

from your own family? Are you conspiring with Sheena

plot against me?”

as the wind whistled with each

paddle smudged the white shirt red

was in so much pain that he could barely straighten his back, curling up

knelt.

“I didn’t…”

room, which the bodyguards combed

had also searched Nathaniel twice,

him, convinced that Nathaniel’s interaction with the butler,

Romello beat him, Nathaniel persisted with only one response:

grew, and he swung the paddle

torture, as he spared

till the end? I know it was you who did this. Before you bring

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