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

a deep breath, trying to calm his

“I don’t know, sir.”

afraid to

sitting on the leather sofa in the living room, feeling

Leila had escaped, she immediately contacted Lamont, but she didn’t

back.

this moment, there were footsteps

at Lamont, who was

“Mr. Byron,” she said.

“What is it?”

tone dampened Miriam’s

Mr. Byron, you can’t let her get away with this. She boldly told

to embellish her story, pretending

really

flared up, his

And, in fact, the trouble that Ms. Mullen is facing right now is also her doing.

you…”

her sentence Lamont turned

to worry about this

that, he left without

man she loved disappeared from her

she was feeling very

should have been pleased to have lost an enemy

more panicked than anything.

while, she decided to go down to the basement to

you can’t go in without Mr.

in. I wanted to check on her condition and

I

and it

“Really?”

waste time how. It’s already late,

subordinate finally

of relief and

along the dim light before finally finding the room where

was pitch black inside,

by the sight before

thought that Lamont could

“Who? Who’s here?”

asked softly in the

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

me. I’m here

was blunt, walking up to

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