An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori) novel Chapter 1220

Chapter 1220 That One Weakness

Hector’s facial muscles began to twitch uncontrollably, and he was drenched in sweat, but no matter how much pain he endured, his eyes remained determined.

“D*mn it! It seems that I won’t get anything out of you without using some serious methods,” Brayden said irritably. He tossed aside the bone-cleaving knife and began selecting from the various bizarre torture devices hanging on the wall.

One by one, these peculiar instruments of torture were placed on the table. Brayden grinned maliciously as he held them up. “See these treasures? I’ll use all of these on you, one by one. I hope you won’t die too quickly!”

With that, Brayden started another round of torment, using the instruments to inflict suffering upon Hector.

Time passed slowly, and inside the secret chamber, it was a scene of bloodshed. Outside, the moon shone brightly in the night sky.

Kate stood at the door of the secret chamber, pacing back and forth anxiously. Since Hector had been captured, they had been interrogating him continuously for nearly three hours, but unfortunately, they had yet to obtain any results. With dawn approaching, there was only half of the night left, and time was running out.

If they couldn’t obtain the treasure map, all of her efforts would be in vain, and her hopes would be shattered.

“Squeak!”

At that moment, the iron door of the secret chamber slowly creaked open. Brayden, covered in blood, walked out grumbling.

“Brayden, how did it go? Did you get the treasure map?” Kate hurriedly asked.

“Sister-in-law, this Hector is really stubborn. I tortured him for a long time, tried all sorts of methods, but he just won’t speak. Honestly, I’ve never seen such a madman before!” Brayden said, frustrated and admiring at the same time.

For an ordinary person, their true nature would be exposed in just three minutes, with bodily fluids flowing freely. But Hector had endured for three hours without uttering a word, displaying incredible perseverance and endurance.

“He won’t talk?” Kate frowned, her expression turning grim. “How is he now? Is he dead?”

“He’s unconscious now, but he’s still alive. If we continue torturing him, he might not survive much longer,” Brayden shook his head.