Trapped Bed Reply Revenge Mr. Lewis
Chapter 12 ~ RIP Preston

"All of you, teach this woman a lesson!" lewis then sat in a chair that his bodyguard had just prepared.

A few of the guards looked at each other, they were shocked to hear his Mister's words. Lewis never asked them to hurt a woman. Nesha was the first female prisoner to be taken inside the headquarters.

"What are you waiting for! Do I have to repeat my words?" lewis snapped annoyed because the guards never beat Nesha as he wanted.

"Look, Mister. Previously, Mister himself made a rule that all guards at the headquarters did not hurt female prisoners. Did Mister forget that rule?"

"From now on forget that rule! Anyone who makes a mistake must be severely punished. Neither does she care nor is she female, elderly and even small children!" Kent's assistant sighed, he couldn't do much. He doesn't recognize his mister.

One of the guards came forward and approached Nesha. The bodyguard looked at Nesha with a face of pity. But all Nesha saw was a scary face, ready to hurt her. Nesha shook her head with teary eyes.

"Do it!" lewis snapped and the obedient bodyguard immediately raised his sturdy hand ready to hit Nesha. Nesha closed both her eyes.

"Hallo, Grandma" said Lewis, raising a call from his grandmother, the bodyguard disengaged his intention to hit Nesha. The bodyguard did not want Nesha's agonizing cry to interrupt the Mister's conversation with his great mistress.

"Lewis, Preston is dead. Grandma will take him and bury him in Italy his homeland, you come here. Grandma will wait until you get there" said Grandma Lore across the street.

"Preston's dead?" lewis asked in shock.

"Alright, Grandma. I'm going to Italy right now" Lewis continued.

"Alright," Grandma Lore replied instantly severing the call.

Lewis got up from his seat, then walked over quickly, Assistant Kent trailing behind him. "Kent, get the plane ready!" lewis is in a hurry.

"Well, sir." replied Assistant Kent immediately acting on his duty.

"Okay," the bodyguard in front of Nesha, immediately brought and put Nesha into the prison there. Nesha breathed a sigh of relief, at least she still survived.

"Thank you, Lord" said Nesha, thanking God for giving her a chance to live.

Nesha spread her gaze around. Inside the prison measuring five times six meters there is a bed the size of a body, without pillows or bolsters. There is also a natural light, there is also a mini toilet in the corner.

Nesha got up slowly, then walked into the toilet. Nesha washed her face there. Nesha's tears instantly glide as she remembers the fate of Diya, her sister who had been disembodied by Lewis. Unsatisfied with Preston, now Lewis is back to fight his brother.

But Nesha is happy that Preston has been punished accordingly. Now, only Lewis has yet to get his karma. However, Nesha was confident that day would come.

As an older sister, Nesha was very sorry because she was completely useless. Nesha completely fails to keep Diya, her promise to her parents, unable to keep Nesha.

"Mom, Dad. Forgive Nesha. Nesha please forgive Nesha. Hopefully Diya is fine at the moment" Nesha said, looking at her frail face in the mirror reflection in the toilet.

After feeling enough, Nesha stepped back out of the toilet. However ....

"Amai! ....

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