Chapter 76 You Haven’t Learned Your Lesson
Chapter 76 You Haven’t Learned Your Lesson
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After finishing their meal, Jonathan instructed Sebastian to rest while he descended to the ground floor.
As soon as he wheeled his wheelchair out of the elevator, a tall figure in a black suit approached and pushed the wheelchair. Jonathan and the mysterious figure entered a black SUV parked nearby.
After closing the car door, the vehicle swiftly drove toward the outskirts of the city.
The atmosphere inside the car was incredibly quiet.
After Jonathan finished reading the information, he set aside the few thin sheets of paper. closing his eyes and leaning against the leather seat leisurely.
With distinct finger bones, he caressed the jade bracelet on his wrist, then asked in a gentle voice, “How long has she been imprisoned?”
Simon replied, “Until now, she has been locked up for an entire day.”
Not only was she confined for a full day, but she didn’t have a single drop of water either. The methods imposed on her were simply unbearable for a young, inexperienced girl in her teens. If this had continued for another day, her mental state would likely have collapsed.
Jonathan made a sound of acknowledgment and then remained silent with his eyes closed.
He didn’t make a move, and no one else dared to act rashly, afraid of disturbing Jonathan’s
rest.
The car stopped at a plain house on the outskirts of the city. It appeared very ordinary, no different from a typical rural house.
However, inside, it was an entirely different world.
Upon entering, Simon opened an iron door. Instantly, the cold and damp stickiness inside. spread out.
Simon furrowed his brow slightly and glanced at Jonathan’s legs. He took the blanket from his subordinate and carefully draped it over Jonathan’s legs. “It’s cold inside. Be careful not to
catch a cold.”
Then, he pushed the wheelchair and proceeded inside.
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As soon as they entered, a chill enveloped them. It was a freezer, with wild boar meat hanging and freezing all around.
In the center, a teenage girl had her hands bound and was suspended upside down.
Above her, an inverted mineral water bottle was placed with a hole in the cap. Every few seconds, a drop of water would fall, landing directly on the girl’s face and body.
Upon hearing the sound, Linda cried hoarsely, her spirit on the verge of collapse. “Please, let me go. I was wrong. I know I was wrong.”
Linda had her eyes covered and couldn’t see anyone or know how many people were present.
These individuals didn’t physically harm her, not even with a touch. Instead, they suspended her in the freezing cold freezer for an unknown period of time. She became cold and hungry.
Her shoes had been taken off, and she stood barefoot on the icy cement floor, unable to bear the cold. She could only lift her feet off the ground and curl up, allowing the rope to suspend her.
But soon, the rope began cutting into her wrists, causing her to bleed. The rough texture of
inflicted excruciating pain with the slightest touch.
the
rope
She placed her feet back on the ground to alleviate the pain in her wrists, but soon, the freezing coldness made her feet numb. She could hardly feel anything anymore.
She feared that her feet would freeze and damage her nerves, and if they froze completely, she would have to undergo amputation.
Repeatedly, her wrists dripped with blood, and her feet grew completely numb.
Moreover, this place was already cold, and there was a bottle of water continuously dripping on top of her head.
She longed to sleep but couldn’t, her wet clothes clinging to her body: she truly couldn’t endure it any longer.
They are indeed after me because of Angela. Could they be Angela’s brothers?
Then, he instructed someone to bring a hairdryer from outside and set it to the highest power, blowing it at Linda.
“I… I will tell you…” Linda cried, tears streaming down her face. “My dad went bankrupt, and I ended up in this situation all because of Angela. That’s why I sought revenge on Angela, followed her to the library, and took advantage of her being alone in the restroom. I just wanted to teach her a lesson. I didn’t dare to kill anyone.”
was featured on TV.
Angela knows about the news before anyone else. If it isn’t Angela, then who else could it be?
Jonathan asked calmly, “Who told you that the person behind it was an anonymous informant?”
Mark was just a scapegoat. The Rosadale project had already been targeted by someone. Only when Mark fell could this loophole be exposed, involving others. The chain of evidence had
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already been organized by someone and sent to the prosecutor’s office. There was no such thing as an anonymous informant.
Linda shivered, and her mind became hazy. After thinking for a while, she finally
remembered and stammered, “It… it was Fanny. She told me that someone had anonymously reported it, so…”
So, she immediately suspected Angela.
Jonathan raised his slender fingers, and the knife in Simon’s hand flew out, cutting the rope. Linda’s legs gave way, and she fell to the ground with a thud, lying limp and powerless on the cold floor. She only saw a pair of shiny leather shoes stepping on the pedal of the wheelchair, gleaming with a cold light.
Then Jonathan turned the wheelchair and left.
His subordinates brought a warm towel, and Jonathan carefully wiped his hands before throwing the towel on the ground.
“Stay here. Call the police at eight o’clock tomorrow morning, and watch them take the person away before you leave.”
Simon nodded. “Understood.”
With the assistance of his men, Jonathan got into the car.
He took out a lighter, burned a few pieces of paper, and threw them into the ashtray.
Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, we finally find something on Fanny. At eighteen or nineteen years old, she can kill without shedding blood; her thoughts are too malicious.
Upon watching Jonathan’s figure getting into the car, Simon blinked. Angela almost became Mr. Lawson’s sister–in–law. Being seven years younger than him, and now he cares so much about her… Are we about to have a new Mrs. Lawson?
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