The Mysterious Billionaire

The man was waiting for Joseph's assurance. "Well, I'm relieved to hear this from Sir Joseph! I'll go and arrange it right away. Do you want to see it yourself?" Joseph nodded and said, "Of course! This is a rare opportunity."

After that, he turned to look at Paige. "It will be as violent and gory as it is in horror movies. You have to be mentally prepared... But you don't have to watch it if you don't want to. Just look at the ending."

Upon hearing his words, Paige felt inexplicably nervous, but she nodded her head out of curiosity and said, "I want to have a look!"

"That's good. Let's begin!"

The man with them turned around and left, leaving Joseph and Paige in the room.

The scenes on the monitor had changed.

The two interrogators got up and uncuffed Declan from the chair. He was then pulled up to stand.

The screens showed everything in high definition, and they could clearly see the mocking expression on Declan's ugly face.

It was not the first time he had been in a detention center. Over the past decades, he had been caught and put in there countless times. Every time the police would arrest him with great fanfare, but they would then release him unscathed.

As a frequent visitor of this place, he did not think it was a big deal. So what if he was taking drugs? What if he was engaged in drug trafficking?

There was someone protecting him.

He was not afraid!

After the two policemen released him, they were enraged by his mocking expression.

They really wanted to beat him up, but they also knew who was protecting him. If they dared to mess with him, they would not be safe if Declan managed to leave this place.

Not only they, but also their families, relatives, and friends would suffer together with them. Thinking of Declan's protector, the two interrogators held back their anger and pushed him out of the interrogation room.

Declan thought he was free, so he raised his hands lazily and said, "This bracelet is too heavy. It will be taken off sooner or later, so you should take it off in advance!"

They ignored him and pushed him forward.

Declan nonchalantly asked, "What? Are you still going to lock me up?"

The two interrogators still did not speak.

Declan sneered and threatened them rampantly.

"Let me remind you that the longer I stay here, the more uncomfortable I will be. If I'm in a bad mood, then I will lose control of my emotions. Don't blame me if I can't control what I do to your family!"

They ignored his threat and pushed him into a detention room.

There were still around five people sitting inside, and Declan cursed at them as soon as he saw them.

"Are you not going to let me out? What the f*ck! If you want to lock me up, then lock me up in a single room! Why am I being locked up with these people? I won't let this go! I'll definitely get my payback after I leave!" Declan swore and cursed as the two people pushed him into the door and locked it. "If you want to confess, you can tell us. We have something else to do first. By the way, let me remind you that we will only appear if you have a confession."

"What the hell are you talking about? Are you going to f*cking starve me? Stop playing these childish tricks with me!" Declan said disapprovingly, "Wait and see. I will pay you back ten times more when I get out. I will definitely let you know that I am not someone you can provoke."

He kept cursing, but the two people who sent him in did not hesitate and left quickly.

Several people sitting in the room suddenly stood up and slowly surrounded him with fierce expressions on their faces.

Noticing that something was not right, Declan suddenly stopped cursing and looked cautiously at them. "What... what are you doing?"

No one answered him. Heavy blows landed on him like rain. At first, he threatened them arrogantly, "Do you know who I am? Do you know who my brother is? Let me tell you, my brother is Devon Campbell. If you dare to hit me, I will kill your whole family after I get out of here."

No one paid any attention to Declan. Their fists hit him continuously. Declan had never been taught a lesson like this in his entire life.

He was in extreme pain and shouted for help, but someone took off his smelly socks and shoved it into his mouth.

Unable to call for help, the people holding him down separated his hands and feet.

Afterward, they began to bash his fingers with a brick they found out of nowhere.

Declan had also tortured people who dared to oppose him in the past. At that time, he had been the one who was happily ordering people to torture others. He laughed and drank red wine as if he was watching a play.

Now it was his turn to be tortured.

His face was extremely bruised, and he could only struggle desperately because his ability to cry had been hindered. However, his hands and feet were cuffed, so he could only writhe on the ground, and all his struggles were useless.

After they broke his fingers, they let him go and pulled out the stinky socks from his mouth.