Levi...
As Levi left, Emma gazed after him, her mouth agape as she stood rooted to her spot.
I can’t let this happen!! can’t send Levi straight to his death.
Emma quickly left, too, but no one knew where she was headed.
The villa in North Hampton had originally been the residence of the Gonzales family, but they had moved away a long time ago.
Now, it was Damien’s year-round residence.
He was currently enjoying his wine in the enormous meeting room of the house.
He had a reputation for having a Machiavellian and deceitful personality. However, quite different from his character, he had quite a liking for hard liquor.
He enjoyed the feeling of the liquor burning its way down his throat like a ball of fire.
“Ah! That’s some good stuff.”
He gulped down another mouthful of liquor.
Drip, drip...
In front of him, blood dripped down onto the floor from the ceiling, adding to a pool of redness.
Dexter was hung upside-down from the ceiling and bleeding from head to toe.
Damien had just sliced another wound across his
abdomen; blood could be seen gushing out of it
If he didn’t receive medical attention soon, Dexter would most probably perish from blood loss.
Damien barked with laughter. “Hey, Mr. Butler, I really hope you’ll be able to hold up until Levi
Garrison gets here!”
Adding injury to insult, he poured some of the liquor onto Dexter’s wounds.
“Ahh!”
Immediately, Dexter screamed in pain like a pig bound for slaughter.
He managed to squeeze out a single word from between his gritted teeth. “You...”
Damien was twisted beyond words.
Vincent turned to Damien and asked, “Mr. Damien, are you sure Levi is going to turn up?”
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