Their Punching Bag Became The Storm novel Chapter 114

114 Whithey’s Great Merit

Chapter 114 Whitney’s Great Merit

Eric had personally prepared the camera.

He had chosen the location himself.

No one would hear his cries for help. No on

ever passed by this place to discover what was happening.

Eric watched as the camera lens zeroed in on him, and seven guys covered in tattoos started closing in.

Dozens of hands reached out for him.

Eric thought, ‘I might be a bit of a player, but I’m not into this kind of stuff!

‘Damn, this is freaking me out!‘

Eric felt like he was about to throw up, yelling nonstop.

He started out threatening and cursing, then switched to begging for mercy, throwing out every deal he could think of

None of it made a damn difference.

At least there was one thing he could be thankful for.

From the start, he kept telling himself, ‘No matter how bunch of thugs take away her innocence.‘

He wasn’t an idiot.

I dislike Whitney, she’s still my sister. There’s no way I’d let a

If those thugs actually did something to Whitney and her real identity got out, the Anderson family would be the ones disgraced.

He wanted to teach Whitney a lesson, film her getting bullied, so she’d understand what happens when you mess with Emily and make her cry.

With that video, he could blackmail Whitney into doing whatever the Anderson family wanted. Being their obedient puppet was enough.

If those guys really did that to him, Eric thought he was about to go insane.

Honestly, he was already hanging by a thread.

Even though those guys hadn’t actually done anything to him, they still left all kinds of real, visible marks on his body for the video, no joke.

Eric was seriously traumatized by all of this.

And right then, his hatred for Whitney reached a whole new level.

Eric

He

swore to himself that after today, he would never go easy on Whitney again.

was going to get his revenge and make Whitney pay, no matter what.

Whitney was sitting in the car that Tommy’s guys had brought for her. All the bags and gifts she’d prepared for her mentor and the fellow students were neatly packed in the back.

From inside the factory, she could hear Eric’s furious yelling and howling, with a few choice insults thrown her way. She barely paid any attention. She simply took out her phone and tapped a few times with her delicate fingers.

In the darkness, the bluish glow of her phone screen illuminated her face.

A blur of indecipherable characters danced across the screen, too quick to catch.

An untraceable message

e was sent directly to the nearest police station’s system.

[I’d like to report a group sex party. The address is…]

Another message was silently sent to the phones of all the top reporters in the city.

[Hot scoop: Roynfort’s elite young heir caught in a group sex scandal. Address is…]

After sending it, Whitney patted her chest, smiled slightly, and logged out of the program. This was truly a feat of great

merit.

Everyone on the night shift at the police station and in the newsrooms stared in silence.

They were so lucky. They encountered a bonus that had delivered itself to them in the middle of the night.

Whitney hit the gas and sped off into the night.

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Whitney’s Great Merit

Tonight was destined to be a wild night.

***

When Eric was finally rescued, he had nothing left on him but a patchwork of marks, stripped of everything else.

The cops carried him out on a stretcher, his body.

Eric looked like a broken doll, totally pathetic.

of them, unable to stand seeing him like that, gently draped a jacket over

His eyes stayed wide open the whole time, but they were empty, staring blankly up at the sky.

He looked like he’d really been through something awful.

Meanwhile, those seven guys with tattoos, looking like real thugs, were all pinned to the ground by the cops.

But the real kicker was that those guys were clearly out of it. Even as the cops held them down, they kept mumbling nonsense, their eyes wandering, and every so often, they’d burst out with a silly laugh.

This was the definition of wasted.

Just then, a police officer brought over the camera from inside the factory. “Captain, we’ve searched everywhere. This is the only camera we found. Looks like they wanted to record whatever they were up to.”

The moment Eric heard someone mention the camera, he suddenly jerked upright, his empty eyes snapping to the office who had spoken. “Hand over the camera. Give it back, now!”

Eric thought, ‘That camera has footage of everything Tommy’s guys did to me.

‘I need to get rid of that camera, no matter what.

‘Erase everything.

‘And make sure no one here ever talks.

‘There’s no way I’m letting anyone who wasn’t here find out about this.

‘Never!‘

He frantically reached out, trying to grab the camera from the officer.

He nearly toppled off the stretcher in his wild attempt.

But the cops quickly pinned him back down. The captain shot Eric a cold look, glanced at the camera, and said, “This is evidence. If you try to snatch or destroy it, Mr. Anderson, you’ll go from victim to perpetrator really quickly.”

Eric’s face, pale and defeated, twisted into a crazed and savage look. Even with the cops pinning him down, he kept thrashing, his arms and legs flailing nonstop.

His eyes were bloodshot.

His eyeballs looked like they were about to burst right out of their sockets.

The captain’s expression turned cold, and he was about to order his subordinates to take the person back to the police station.

One of the cops nearby chimed in, “We already checked the camera. There’s nothing on it.”

Eric’s struggle came to an abrupt halt.

Eric thought, ‘Nothing? What does that mean?

‘Did the camera not catch it? Did it fail to record those seven guys humiliating me?‘

The captain shot the

a look. “What do you mean?”

“When we took the camera down, it was clearly running. But when we tried to check the footage, there was absolutely nothing on it, not the video it had been recording,” the officer said, looking completely confused.

“I’m going to hand it over to the tech department and have them investigate,” he added.

That was definitely strange.

The captain nodded, motioning for the officer to take the camera for further inspection.

Meanwhile, Eric felt like he’d escaped hell; relief flooded his mind.

The camera was totally blank.

Not a single second of his ordeal had been caught on tape.

Eric thought, Thank heavens!

Chapter 114 Whitney’s Great Merit

As long as I keep my mouth shut.

If I can forget all of this, maybe I can still

my pride.

Just as Eric was trying to convince himself

was okay, he suddenly heard a loud ruckus not far away.

Right after that, a bunch of lights started shining over here.

Cars pulled up and stopped one after another

Spotlights were pointed straight at him.

“The rumors are true. There really is an elite young heir here engaging in illegal activities.”

“Even the police showed up. How could it be fake?”

“Who is this elite heir?”

“Excuse me, can you tell us which elite young heir is involved in this group sex scandal? How many people were there? What exactly happened? Did anyone use illegal drugs?”

“Look! There’s someone on that stretcher. Is that the victim who was abused by those elite heirs?”

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