Chapter 1158

Christopher’s chest was heaving heavily, and sweat was mixed with blood, trickling down his delicate face.

His eyes were sinister and cruel, like a vengeful spirit that crawled out from the depths of hell. There was a tinge of bloody satisfaction.

“Mr. Iverson.” Both Taylor and Yvonne bowed respectfully.

Christopher tossed the blood-stained whip he held onto the ground.

He removed his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped the blood droplets off the lenses with the corner of his shirt.

In Sentania, whenever he felt stressed or in a bad mood, he would go hunting in the deep mountains. He didn’t have that luxury in Savrow, so he could only resort to beating people. He found that beating people was much more interesting than hunting. This kind of entertainment would have to be retained in the future.

The two subordinates followed quietly to the door of the room. Taylor noticed that Christopher’s hand was still bleeding from a wound, so he nudged Yvonne, who was standing dazed nearby.

“Ms. Smith, Mr. Iverson’s hand is injured. Hurry up and help him. bandage it!”

then approached, “Mr. Iverson, your hand is injured. Let me help

her wrist ferociously and dragged her into

Taylor stood dazed at

the bed, Yvonne was left with only her underwear, her arms shielding her chest as her

you dare

so much. “Even if Bella refuses me, what right do you

he slapped her across

up from the blow, her ears ringing.

ten years, and even though he treated her as a toy, he had never laid a

bit of hope Yvonne had for him.

gentle young master she once knew seemed to be drifting further

froze abruptly. His lips were pale and dry,

say anything,

Yvonne’s body, reaching into

on the screen made his brow furrow deeply.

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