The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 153

Chapter 153

Midland Manor.

In the cellar.

When Elijah awoke from unconsciousness, he found himself in the very place where he had held Riley and Raymond Fairfax captive.

His hands and feet were spread and fastened to the wall, and standing before him was a stoic-faced Raymond.

“Why are you here?!” He asked, stunned and unsure.

Raymond glanced at him with disgust but didn’t respond.

“I’m talking to you!” Elijah was quick to anger when Raymond ignored him. After all, he had always seen the Fairfaxes as easy prey.

His original plan for that day was to escape from the local county jail. He feigned a sudden illness by overdosing on pills. He was to be taken to the hospital, where his gang, GTO, would help him escape.

However, the ambulance suddenly changed its route halfway and headed in the opposite

direction.

Realizing something was wrong, he tried to fight back but was promptly sedated and

knocked out.

Now, after seeing Raymond, it was clear he’d been intercepted.

But he didn’t believe Raymond had the capacity to do so.

“Call out the person behind you! Who is it? Vivienne?”

Surprised?” Vivienne’s cold voice echoed

a baseball cap. She radiated

a casual black outfit, had a

it is you!” Elijah glared maliciously at Vivienne, his gaze then falling on Percival. “I thought you had some real skills, but in the end, you’re just relying on a

was devoid of any expression. She looked at Elijah, her voice as cold as ice.

scores.”

you want!” Elijah retorted

civilized person. I don’t like violence.”

was stunned. She wasn’t going to

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after looking at Vivienne’s smiling face, he

asked, “What do

Raymond. “Do you know why

get revenge?” Raymond

Elijah had tortured him to

array of torture devices, most of which Elijah had tried out on m. As a

with the same tools of torture that the olice

perfumery matches mine and is bound to be coveted

need to harden your

Raymond a whip covered in sharp

holding the whip. Hating Elijah was one thing,

another.

turned cold. “If you can’t handle

saw the malevolence in Elijah’s

steer clear of you,

Crack! Crack! Crack!

steeled his heart and began to whip

pain. “I will kill you, give your sister to old men to play

face grew colder, and

Elijah, Raymond’s

gradually faded as the whip continued to rain

skin. His blood mingled with his cold sweat, staining his

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