Joaquin was still drunk, and his mind felt slow and heavy under the influence of alcohol.

He boldly wagged a finger at Gwendolyn and proclaimed in a slurred voice, “What is the meaning of this? Who are you? I don’t know you!”

His words angered Gwendolyn.

This boy needs to be put in his place!

She looked around the room, but there was no suitable item to punish him with. Then, she glanced at the belt around Cedrick’s waist.

Cedrick followed her gaze and immediately knew what she was thinking.

“No!” He frowned and shook his head firmly.

Gwendolyn thought about it again, but she did not change her mind. She turned her eyes to Nico who was standing by the door and said to him, “Your belt, give it to me.”

“Huh?” Nico was confused by her strange sudden request.

He looked at Cedrick but found no answer there either.

He had no choice but to unfasten his belt and hand it over to Gwendolyn.

Right before he gave the belt to her, a realization hit him. “Are you intending to punish this boy? That’s hard labor! You’ll be tired from the whipping! Let me do it! I’m good at it!”

Gwendolyn agreed. “Hit him hard. Make sure he feels pain, but don’t injure him too badly.”

“Roger!”

Nico rolled up his sleeves and turned to face Joaquin, and started laughing to himself. He approached Joaquin with a poker face and cracked his belt in an enthusiastic greeting.

Snap!

The snap of the belt meeting Joaquin’s exposed skin kept ringing through the air.

It hurts! Stop hitting me!”

ground and curled up into a fetal position. He writhed around the floor, trying to avoid contact with the belt in

rolled around the floor in pain. His mind cleared immediately

me! Ouch! Gwendolyn! I’m sober

his shoulders. She nodded at him. He immediately ceased his whipping and looped

on a nearby couch, looking down at

who I am! If you have already sober and are still messing with me, I’ll just send you back to the Zipper residence. I’ll let Old Mr. Zipper deal with you himself! His punishments are worse than being

sore body and stared up

hit him, he sat up immediately and

her chest and stared back at him

so rare for me to get two days off! I went out for drinks with a few friends. Is that such a bad thing? Does it really justify handing me over

you were drunk for the

Joaquin nodded, unashamed. “Yes!”

the trending topic online, and tossed the phone

gradually turned to shock when he

this happen? I was just drinking with my friends for the past two days! I swear I didn’t do anything else! Gwendolyn, you must believe me! I would never

then, spoke up and said, “It’s not enough for her to believe you. Everyone else must

What will happen to my career, the Zipper

Gwendolyn and his grandfather who wanted to hit him, he wanted to slap

his hair in a gesture of anger and

revealing

to me? Who dares to ruin

ignored his outburst and did not try

straight and allowed a disastrous incident

other three people in the room merely watched

carefully about who it might be. It must be someone who’s close to you. Who invited you out for drinks? Who sat at the table with you?

“I-I…” Joaquin stammered.

“I

frowned at his weak answer. “Keep whipping him until

and swiftly

with his hands and rolled around on the ground,

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