Chapter 262 Suffering

Looking at her twisted and pained expression, Lamont felt more anger than anything else.

“I warned you not to lay a hand on my woman. You’d be wise not to test my patience, or else I may not be able to restrain myself from taking your life.”

Revenge? In his heart, had he already become a murderer?

Leila suddenly found herself ridiculously hopeful, hoping that the man before her could see her pain and have a

moment of softness.

She forced a bitter smile, terrifyingly calm.

“What are you laughing at?”

Lamont’s grip on her tightened.

Leila was nearly unable to breathe, her eyes wide and fixed on Lamont’s handsome face.

Only then Lamont regained some of his senses, revealing an impatient expression. He grabbed Leila by the neck and

threw her hard to the side.

Leila fell directly to the ground, her arm hitting the corner of the table.

“Don’t overestimate yourself! As long as Amelie’s safety is at stake, don’t even consider trying to escape.”

Lamont said, turning around and leaving the room.

A few of his men then appeared and took Leila away.

She was taken to the familiar entrance of the villa, but this time she wasn’t free. Instead, she was locked in a room in

the basement.

Blackness devoured all her hope.

Leila curled up, her body cold.

“Feed her a meal and water every day, but don’t let her die.”

Lamont instructed, watching the surveillance footage with a cold tone and expressionless face.

The assistant was slightly taken aback.

“Yes, sir.”

“Mr. Byron, Miriam is here and waiting in the living room.”

A subordinate walked in and couldn’t help but glance at the screen on the wall.

is she here

took a deep breath, trying to calm his

“I don’t know, sir.”

timidly, afraid to say the

leather sofa in the living room,

she heard that Leila had escaped, she immediately contacted

back.

this moment, there were

stood up and looked at Lamont, who was walking

“Mr. Byron,” she said.

“What is it?”

cold tone dampened Miriam’s

get away with this. She boldly told me in the hospital that

to embellish her story, pretending to

really say

up, his eyes

Ms. Mullen is facing right now is

you…”

could finish her

have to worry

that, he left without saying

helplessly as the man she loved disappeared from

was feeling very

an enemy and been one step

more panicked than anything.

to

in without Mr. Byron’s

Byron who told me to go in. I wanted to

I

spoke earnestly, and

“Really?”

how. It’s already late, and Mr.

subordinate finally stepped

breathed a sigh of relief and hurried

walked for a long time along the dim light before finally finding the room where Leila was locked

pitch black inside, and

was shocked by the

that Lamont could be so

“Who? Who’s here?”

softly

this dark basement, and her men tal state was beginning to

here to see

walking up

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