Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 18's
The icy cold water made Lorie choke and cough violently. His body felt spinning and swaying slowly, then the ice water slide back from the tip of his foot to get into his nostrils once again, making him cough again until all his abdominal muscles are pulled tight. With a breath, he opened his eyes.
The golden light that extended from the ventilation hole from the side of nowhere in the stuffy room made Lorie realize that it seemed like the day was already approaching afternoon.
How long has he been unconscious?
A silhouette and a hazy shadow swirled in front of his face. No, rather it was his body that was spinning, occasionally swaying to the right and left. It took him at least ten seconds to realize that he was being tied upside down. Both hands are tied behind his back. Her hair was soaked that she touched the floor, soaking wet like the rest of her body.
So irritating. Why do criminals love to bind and torture their enemies in this way, grumbled inwardly.
A second later he was on standby as a shadow from the front of his face moved closer. Soon a movement floated rapidly towards him, causing him to react by turning his face to the other side.
Bugh!
A fairly loud kick struck Lorie's left temple, making her feel that there were hundreds of stars simultaneously exploding inside her cranium.
“That's punishment for daring to kill my men.”
Raphael.
Lorie gritted her teeth and tried to find where the source of the sound was.
He then sneered and replied, “His cup of a leader from Drun Industry is nothing more than a cowardly ja*lang. Kidnap and tie me up like this, aren't you afraid your reputation is ruined?”
A distinctive sound of rarity resounded in the room. This time Lorie could feel the origin of the sound coming from her right side. He moved his arms so that his body could turn in that direction, but once again a kick landed on his back, making him bite his lips until a salty taste and fishy smell spread within his mouth.
“Reputation? Is it reputation? I never thought about my reputation because it didn't make money, Miss.”
Lorie blinked quickly as a pair of legs approached towards her. He was already preparing to receive another kick, but the leg bent in front of him, and soon a hand pinched his chin and forced him to look up.
“Bajing*an!” maki Lorie when she saw Rafael's disgusting grin in front of her face.
“He-he .. bastard? Call me as you please. I don't give a shit. Tell me, where's the prototype? I know you brought it with you.”
“Fck you's. Go fck yourself.”
One hard slap made the corner of Lorie's lips break. He could even smell a piercing iron scent on the tip of his nose. However, the woman laughed with great satisfaction.
“Ja*lang, I'll have all my men to fuck you take turns if you don't tell me where the prototype is,” Rafael growled.
The man's patience was already on the threshold. One prospective buyer has bid at one trillion USD, and he has agreed to provide the microchip. It's impossible to just cancel it. If the Jotuns Corps does not want to use the right way, then he will gladly use violence to get what he wants.
“Damn it, tell me where the thing is!” the cry was again as Lorie's laughter still echoed within the room.
“I've already destroyed it. It's free for you to search the hotel room, or even dismantle the building even once, you won't find that thing because I destroyed it.”
Yes, he did bring a prototype microchip 01 to be shown to Rafael if their cooperation agreement went smoothly. Unfortunately, everything did not happen as expected. Therefore, he immediately destroyed the object according to the proper security procedures. Now, even if he were to be tortured to death, that thing would still not be found.
“Busty!”
Rafael roars and crazes. He lifted his leg and licked his kick blindly towards Lorie. There was nothing the woman could do but hold her breath and receive all the pounding hits all over her body surface.
After feeling satisfied venting his anger, Rafael brought the phone closer to Lorie's face and gave the command, “Contact Alex Smith, say to send—“
“Are you deaf? I said 'fck you'. Go fck yourself.”
Lorie grinned widely even though her face and body had already been battered. There are bruises and abrasions everywhere. Both of his eyes were already unable to see clearly as they were covered by a faint red shadow each time he blinked. However, he was not at all afraid.
Rafael tightened his teeth and held back his trembling fist. He really did not want to beat the woman to death, but she continued to test the limits of her patience which was no thicker than a piece of paper.
“Bring the barrel over here!” he ordered in a quiet and quiet voice. Surprisingly, that calmness actually felt even more frightening.
Quickly two of his men immediately brought a barrel filled with water and placed it beside Lorie. One of them raised Lorie's head, while the other pushed the barrel directly below Lorie's head.
After which, the man holding Lorie's head let go of her check. In an instant from head to neck the woman was submerged in water.
“Let it be like that until she wants to talk. Oh, don't let him die” Rafael said before exiting the room.
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