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 the

a baseball cap. She

casual black outfit,

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

his insult; her frosty face was devoid of any expression. She looked at Elijah, her voice as cold as ice. “You’ve been hiding

scores.”

you

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

was stunned. She wasn’t going

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after looking at Vivienne’s smiling face, he felt a

asked,

turned to Raymond. “Do you know why I

revenge?” Raymond hesitated

forgotten how Elijah had tortured him to force Riley to make

most of which Elijah had tried

with the same tools of torture that the

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

a whip covered in

Hating Elijah was one thing, but hurting

another.

cold. “If you

the malevolence in Elijah’s eyes and knew

people, unless you beat them so badly that they steer clear of you, would always think they could walk

Crack! Crack! Crack!

and began to whip

kill you,

face grew colder, and he lashed the whip across

by Elijah, Raymond’s whips grew harsher and

curses gradually faded as the whip continued to

on the whip tore through his skin. His blood

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