The Returning Ex

William naturally agreed, and John felt relieved.

He drove with Sophia sitting next to him, while Fabian drove his own car. Both cars sped toward the warehouse.

The man had been locked up the whole day and looked rather miserable now. When John and the others arrived, the man was so beaten up that his face was disfigured, swollen and bloodied.

However, there were no major injuries; all of it was just superficial wounds.

Sophia followed John into the warehouse and saw the man sitting in the corner, still in his motorcycle suit.

Waving his hand, John had his subordinates go over to pick up the man and place him on a nearby chair.

The man hung his head without speaking or looking at them.

Sophia didn’t dare to approach him like this. So, she said to the subordinates standing at the side, “Tie him up. How can I go forward if he isn’t tied up?”

before hurriedly tying the man

finally dared to approach him. She grabbed the man’s hair and lifted his head so that he looked up. However, the face was so distorted that she might as well not look

were all bruised and swollen.

longer necessary.” As she stared at the man, she went on, “So, tell me. Who instructed you to hit me with that

man looked at her and snorted in

commented, “This guy is quite tough, huh?” With that, she turned to look at John. “Hey, don’t you have any instruments of torture or something like that? Don’t tell me you only interrogate people by

push a big cart over. It was filled with triangular forks, daggers, needles, hammers and the like. Sophia couldn’t name most of them, but after she took a look, she found a dagger that was easy to handle. Pulling it out,

pulled at his clothes and cut his sleeves open. This man appeared quite skillful with his muscular arms. He looks

him. “Handsome, won’t you consider telling me? Otherwise, don’t blame me for what’s about

snorted again and didn’t take her seriously. Hence, Sophia did not hesitate either and plunge

Sophia after being stabbed; even John and

a swift strike, she could make such a deep cut on the man’s shoulder that blood spurted out at

because she was afraid that the blood would get on her