Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband novel Chapter 792

Georgia had no idea that Efren had gone straight to the dungeon where Peter was imprisoned.

Peter had a wound on his forehead and an almost destroyed penis. They hadn't been treated for a whole night and had become infected.

His face was swollen beyond recognition, hardly resembling a living person.

He was lying on the ground, begging repeatedly.

"Please spare me. I beg you. Please spare me.

"I am the only male heir of the Burns family. Whatever you want, my family will give it to you."

In fact, when he was brought in last night, he had been full of fighting spirit.

He kept boasting that whoever made him like this wouldn't be able to survive in Cloudville.

Unless they let him go soon, or they were dead.

But maybe because no one paid attention to him after making a fuss all night, or he gradually realized that the person who captured him was not ordinary, Peter became less confident and imposing.

"Mr. Serrano."

When the guards in the dungeon saw Efren coming, they all greeted him.

Efren nodded, lit a cigarette, and took a puff. "How's it going?"

As the smoke spread around him, his deep, icy gaze glanced at Peter on the ground.

"This bastard sure knows how to scream. He's been shouting all night."

One of the guards said.

Perhaps the conversation between Efren and the guards made Peter realize something. He quickly raised his head.

"Mr. Serrano!"