The Ex and Her Riches

Charles panted heavily, easing the pain in his back. Struggling, he mumbled, “I didn’t take the key from Karl, break into the top floor or steal anything…”

“How dare you still try to defend yourself!”

The cane slapped hard against Charles’ back. five times consecutively, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

The flesh underneath his blood-stained shirt didn’t bleed but was swelled up and purplish. There was no spot unscathed.

Each hit cut his swollen flesh deeper while bright red blood splattered gruesomely.

“Um…”

A muffled grunt escaped from Charles’ mouth. His straightened back collapsed. As he propped himself up with one hand, his arm trembled uncontrollably from the pain.

“Craig, I really didn’t do it…”

Fear rose in Lucas’ heart. Standing beside the pillar, he couldn’t bear to see Charles’ badly-injured back.

Jasmine covered her mouth and shed tears as her heart ached.

Being forced to witness such a cruel punishment was torture to them.

Only Craig remained nonchalant. His ruthless glare was void of sympathy.

He then analyzed the situation in detail.

“You were the only one there tonight and got close to Karl when you almost ran into him on your way. I checked the top floor earlier. Someone opened the cabinet, and a bottle of very important serum was missing! Before the welcome party started, you waited and didn’t leave the floor. I asked the housekeeper to get you to hurry up, but you weren’t in your room and were nowhere to be seen. I bet you were stealing on the top floor at that time. Am I right?”

As he reached the end of his sentence, he raised his voice in rage and whipped Charles’ bruised back ruthlessly before the latter could straighten his back.

“Tell me! Where is the stuff? Why did you steal from your own family? Did you conspire with Gwendolyn Harris to deceive me? Tell me!”

The howling of wind continuously sounded.

Blood splattered on his white shirt as the blood-stained cane swung.

from the agony and curled

nook and cranny in

Himself To The

that Charles tried to sabotage him based

hard he hit Charles, the latter

swung the cane in

the former’s arms and waist. ruthlessly. The torturing sound

know you did this if you keep denying it. I will send you to hell before you

Thwack!

of lashing resonated in

almost lost consciousness from the agony and

such a harsh beating after hiding abroad and barely living a peaceful life abroad for a year. The torture was beginning to take a toll on

second cane snapped after several

after caning for a long time and tossed the broken cane to a

faintly, he rolled up

“Guard.”

door immediately walked in and replied respectfully, “How can I help you, Mr.

soaking in a bucket, Craig ordered with a stern look, “Keep hitting him until he spills the

“Yes.”

the bodyguard beside him

even if you beat me to my death,

than letting you get away

Charles, and said coldly, “Since you wouldn’t say anything, prove your innocence with your life then. I

at the dagger with quivering blue eyes, Charles

Look at him. He’s badly injured but still denies everything. I

and stop him from taking his life with the dagger while tears streamed down

Central Intelligence Agency are strong and wouldn’t easily

his life. I don’t wish to see him kill himself. We are family, after all. Even if Charles is

sight of the bruises on Charles’ back shocked her as she

pleaded, “Mr. Craig, please spare Mr.

“A coincidence?”

a piercing gaze. “You safe-keep the keys to the top floor all the time. It could only mean Charles stole it if you didn’t lose it by