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?”

Vivienne’s cold voice echoed

and a baseball cap. She radiated an air of oppressive

casual black outfit, had a commanding

Elijah glared maliciously at Vivienne, his gaze then falling on Percival. “I thought you had some real skills, but in the end,

was devoid of any expression. She looked at Elijah, her voice as cold as ice. “You’ve been hiding for

scores.”

me if you want!” Elijah

like violence.” Vivienne suddenly

was stunned. She wasn’t

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looking at Vivienne’s smiling face, he

he asked, “What

answer him. Instead, she turned to Raymond. “Do you know why I asked you be

get revenge?” Raymond hesitated before

Elijah had tortured

had tried out on m. As a result, his body

the cellar, filled with the same tools of torture that the olice

perfumery matches mine and is bound

protect her, you need to harden your

a whip

while holding the whip. Hating Elijah was one

another.

Vivienne’s voice turned cold. “If you can’t handle this, how can you protect

Elijah’s eyes and knew Vivienne

so badly that they steer clear of you, would

Crack! Crack! Crack!

heart and began to whip

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

grew colder, and he

each insult thrown by Elijah,

Elijah’s curses gradually faded as the

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

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