A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Henrick was about to leave the foul-smelling pigsty and handle Malorie’s funeral arrangements when a bodyguard approached him. “Mr. Southall, what do we do with him?”

Henrick’s gaze followed the direction of the bodyguard’s finger and saw two bodyguards dragging Matthias out of the car.

Henrick had laid off most of the housekeepers of the Southall residence, but the bodyguards remained. He wanted to take his bodyguards back to the old Southall estate, so that he could show everyone that he was the boss.

Matthias did not sit still in the car and tried several attempts in escaping. The bodyguards were worried that he would disturb the chauffeur, so they knocked Matthias unconscious.

Matthias had regained his consciousness and was forced out of the car. There were long, bloody cuts on his arms. It was a horrifying sight to see.

Nevertheless, the bodyguards did not care about his condition. They dragged him to Henrick and kicked the backs of Matthias’ shins.

Matthias lost his balance and landed in front of Henrick in a kneeling position.

He did not mind if he was the one who suffered. When he realized that Cindy was tied up in the pigsty, he began to struggle and growl.

alone! What kind of man are

he regarded Matthias who was kneeling before him. Then, he let out a sardonic laugh. “Don’t worry, I didn’t forget about you. Since the two of you love each other so much, I’m

right of the pigsty. “Tie him up at that spot. Get me a whip,

his command and returned with a

herd cows. It was still

of gloves. Then, he grabbed the whip and walked toward Matthias, who was tied up in the chicken coop. He raised his hand and cracked

tore Matthias’ shirt and split his flesh

in agony. Cold sweat

could calm down, the second

followed by the third

successive whips, Henrick

already covered in sweat. He was in so

ten times every day until you’re dead. No,

his teeth and shouted, “You’re committing a

territory. The law doesn’t mean