Heart Hunting novel Chapter 111

Jean, who was greatly humiliated by Poppy, left the spa in a hurry. She was sore all over her body. She looked in the bathroom mirror just now. Excpet the two palm prints on her face, she was fine. But Poppy was impossible in bullying her, and she must revenge herself on Poppy ten times as much as what Poppy did to her!

Just as she was thinking about how to deal with Poppy, her phone rang. When she looked at the caller ID, a meaningful smile appearing on the corner of her mouth, and she answered the call.

The caller speak up first, "Miss Jean, I've found Daniel at D2 warehouse at Fisherman's Wharf."

Jean raised the corner of her lips and said, "Okay, I'll be right there soon."

Since the incident, Daniel hid himself and no one could find him. She asked many people to find him. She must find him even if she had to dig three feet into the ground.

D2 warehouse

When Jean arrived at the door, the man guarding the door greeted her with a smile, "Miss Jean."

"He is inside, right?" Jean asked.

Jean wasn't interested in a man as skinny as the guard.

"Yes, please follow me!" The guard replied.

The guard looked around carefully and after he found nothing unusual, he and Jean walked in.

Inside the warehouse, there were puddles of water on the floor and there was an unpleasant smell in the moist air, and faint sunlight thrust itself into such dark space.

Jean walked in, frowned slightly for the terrible surroundings, and sped up her pace.

Chuck heard the footsteps and saw Jean coming. Then he had his man go down to turn on the chandelier, and the warehouse was finally brightened up a bit.

Jumping down from a cardboard, Chuck walked towards her, smiling wickedly at her and pointed forward, "Miss Jean, this is the man you're looking for, right?"

Jean followed the direction he was pointing at. That was indeed Daniel.

But at this moment, Daniel’s nose and face already swelled badly, his hands were hung up, and his clothes were cut into pieces by a knife. Now Daniel’s image had nothing to do with a charismatic fitness trainer.

"You guys are quite efficient. You caught him so quickly." Jean said.

Jean smiled with satisfaction.This was the man who had directly pushed her into an abyss-like situation.

She took a few steps forward and stared hatefully at the man in front of her.

"I assured you I would never let you down in completing the mission." Chuck said.

Chuck eyed his men, and a couple of men stepped forward and kicked Daniel hard enough to wake him up.

"Miss Jean, do you need us teaching him a lesson?"

Chuck asked, his men can’t wait to do something with their fists.

"You guys 'serve' Mr.Daniel first with the appetizers."

Jean stood aside and let them 'serve' him nicely.

"Guys, show Miss Jean how you 'serve' Mr. Daniel, hahaha ......"

Chuck laughed wildly, and the group of men surrounded Daniel at his command and beat him up again.

"Ouch…"

"Ah, help …"

Daniel was dying and begged for mercy. He had been trapped here for a day, punched and cut, and the pain he had suffered was something he would never forget.

Jean, who was standing beside, watched him being beaten sneeringly, but still couldn't swallow the anger she originally held in her heart. Therefore she shouted to stop those men and asked Chuck.

"Do you have a salt whip here?"

Chuck ordered his men again, "Prepare it for Miss Jean!"

“Yes, sir!”

When Daniel heard this, his body was filled with a bone-chilling cold. He stared at Jean with wide eyes and looked at her in fear, begging for forgiveness, "Jean, no, Jeanny, please let me go. I knew I shouldn’t treat you like that."

From the moment he was caught, he repented of what he had done. Because he was unable to fight with Jean even if he got more money.

"I will do whatever you want me to do in the future!" Daniel said.

He wanted to cry, his body ached to the extreme and he couldn’t bear it any longer. If he was served with extra whipping, he would definitely die.

Jean snorted and yelled at him, "Shut the fuck off. Don’t talk about bullshit here. It is too late. It was nice to get paid for what you had done to me, wasn't it?"

The more pains Daniel suffered, the happier she felt.

Jean picked up the whip and whipped Daniel’s deformed face, gritting her teeth grimly. "Bastard, let me tell you. I, Jean, am not a person who could be fooled by anybody. You've ruined my reputation, so I'll make your whole life miserable!"

After Jean finished her words, ‘Swoosh', she lashed Daniel vigorously with the whip.

"Ah!"

Daniel’s entire body was shocked. He was whipped to life, shining like a gleam and giving out a scarry scream sounded like a pig being slaughtered.

The tattered clothes hanging on his body turned into shredded rags with a whip to the flesh, just like shredded leaves floating in the air. Blood flew straight out from the whip wounds on Daniel’s thighs, making a strong smell of blood soaked in the air.

Even the man next to Jean subconsciously looked away from such scene.

Jean looked at Daniel’s bloody thighs. The red patch of his flesh stimulated her senses and she smiled wickedly and wildly. She soaked the whip and then went on whipping Daniel’s flesh.