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

in a black hoodie and a baseball cap. She radiated an

dressed in a casual black outfit,

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

She looked at Elijah, her voice as cold as ice. “You’ve been hiding for

scores.”

if you want!” Elijah retorted

like violence.” Vivienne suddenly

was stunned. She wasn’t going

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looking at Vivienne’s smiling face, he felt

he asked, “What do you

Raymond. “Do you know why

Raymond hesitated

hadn’t forgotten how Elijah had tortured

devices, most of which Elijah had tried out on m. As a result, his body

that.” Vivienne motioned to the cellar, filled with the same tools of

a special child. Her talent in perfumery matches mine and

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

Raymond a whip covered

while holding the whip. Hating Elijah

another.

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

Elijah’s eyes

them so badly that they steer clear of you, would always think they could walk all over

Crack! Crack! Crack!

heart and began

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

face grew colder, and he lashed the

each insult thrown by Elijah, Raymond’s whips grew

curses gradually faded as the whip continued to rain

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

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