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

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

also dressed in a casual black outfit, had a commanding

Vivienne, his gaze then falling on Percival. “I thought you had some real skills,

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

scores.”

if you want!” Elijah retorted

a civilized person. I don’t like violence.” Vivienne suddenly laughed, her

wasn’t going

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smiling face, he felt a chill run

his fear, he asked,

Raymond.

revenge?” Raymond

Elijah had tortured

tried out on m. As a result, his body was covered

with the same tools of torture that the olice had

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

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

a whip covered in

holding the whip. Hating Elijah was one thing, but hurting

another.

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

malevolence in Elijah’s eyes and knew Vivienne was

unless you beat them so badly that they steer clear of you, would

Crack! Crack! Crack!

heart and

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

colder, and

by Elijah, Raymond’s whips grew harsher and

curses gradually faded as the whip continued to rain down

through his skin. His blood mingled with

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