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.

she

took a deep breath, trying

“I don’t know, sir.”

replied timidly, afraid to say the wrong

sitting on the leather sofa in the living

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

back.

this moment, there were

looked at Lamont, who

“Mr. Byron,” she said.

“What is it?”

cold tone

you brought Leila back. Mr. Byron, you can’t let her get away with this. She boldly told me in

to embellish her story, pretending to

really say

anger flared up, his

Mullen is facing

you…”

Miriam could finish her

don’t have to worry

left without saying

as the man she

reason, she was feeling very

an enemy and been one step

more panicked than anything.

a while, she decided to go down to the basement to see Leila one more

go in without

who told me to go in. I wanted to check on her condition and see if

assistant, I wouldn’t lie to

earnestly, and

“Really?”

waste time how. It’s already

finally stepped

a sigh of relief and hurried down

light before finally finding the room where Leila was

black inside, and very

shocked by the sight before

that Lamont could be

“Who? Who’s here?”

asked softly in the

this dark basement, and her men tal

me. I’m here

blunt, walking

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