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?”

cold voice echoed in

a black hoodie and a baseball cap. She radiated an air of oppressive

in a casual black outfit, had a commanding

Percival. “I thought you had some real skills, but in the end, you’re just relying

face was devoid of any expression. She looked at Elijah, her voice as cold as ice. “You’ve been hiding for so long. It’s time we settle

scores.”

you want!”

don’t like violence.” Vivienne suddenly

wasn’t going to

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Vivienne’s smiling face, he felt a chill run down his

his fear, he asked,

him. Instead, she turned to Raymond. “Do

get revenge?” Raymond hesitated before

forgotten how Elijah had tortured him

of torture devices, most of which Elijah had tried out

motioned to the cellar, filled with the same tools

is a special child. Her talent in perfumery matches mine and is bound to be

you want to protect her, you need to harden your heart. Use him

whip covered in

Elijah was

another.

cold. “If you can’t handle this, how can you

saw the malevolence in Elijah’s eyes and knew

steer clear of

Crack! Crack! Crack!

and began to whip

me?!” Elijah cursed in pain. “I will kill you, give your sister to old men to play with, and

colder, and he lashed the whip across Elijah’s

insult thrown by Elijah, Raymond’s whips grew

Elijah’s curses gradually faded as the whip

tore through his skin. His blood mingled with his cold sweat, staining his prison

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