The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 119

Eleven heard the sarcasm in his words and chuckled.

"Mr. Freeman, I'm sorry."

Melvin made a soft "hmm" sound and walked to the wall, facing it and bracing his hands against it.

He just stood firmly and a cane came with wind.

It landed directly and unceremoniously on his upright back with a crunching sound.

"Er ..."

Melvin clenched his teeth, and his hands almost subconsciously clenched into fists.

Not waiting to digest the pain caused by this cane, he was completely not given a chance to breathe but it was followed by a second and third beat.

It hurt. It really hurt.

Because he was injected with a special drug, his body became weaker and his skin thinner, while the pain was intensified.

The 023 special drug was originally used to treat prisoners of war who had made great mistakes, and after injection, people were powerless to resist, and the pain during interrogation and torture was intensified, which also led to physical and mental torture to the extreme.

He never thought that 023 drug would be used to torment him as well one day, albeit in a modified and toned down version.

It was ironic when he just thought about it!

"Snap!"

The sharp pain of the cane swinging into his back ripped his thoughts back.

With more than 20 times of hitting, his back was already red and purple under the white shirt.

He held on to his breath, in order to keep himself from letting out a little shout of humiliation. He bit his lower lip so hard that there was a row of blood marks on it. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his arms were bruised.

When he endured the fortieth hit, his arm, which was braced against the wall, began to shake uncontrollably.

By the time he reached the seventieth, his back was already hurting to the point of near numbness. As the skin was more fragile than before, several parts of his back had been skinned and his white shirt was soaked with scattered spots of blood.

He began to feel dizzy, and his original long and straight legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Eleven watched from the sidelines and had to sigh at Master Keith's brutality that was tricky enough.

The cane really could him painful but can't kill him.

And because it was hidden from Miss Carroll and they quietly came to find Melvin's trouble, the wounds on the back will not affect the normal walk. Miss Carroll could not know about it.

He was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a "poof" sound.

It was Melvin who fell on the floor and passed out from the pain on the spot.

The two "abusers" were confused, looked at each other, and finally had to turn to Eleven.

"Eleven, what to do?"

Eleven looked at Melvin, who was bloodless on the floor, and asked, "How much did you hit?"

"Ninety."

Eleven sighed and was suddenly in awe of the unconscious man on the floor.

"He actually managed to stay up to ninety strokes without saying a word before passing out. He is really a man." He thought about it, and added, "You two didn't show mercy on him, did you?"

The two men shook their heads in a panic, "You know how strong our hands are, not to mention that this is Master Keith's order. How dare we did?"

They both paused and continued, "Eleven, what should we do now? The last ten strokes should be continue or not? If we finish, I'm afraid we have to splash him with water to wake him up before continuing, right?"

Eleven didn't say anything, lowering her head to re-examine Melvin on the floor.

His whole face was bloodless, as white as paper, but his lips were full of bright red blood marks.

Because of his handsome features, he looked miserable, which actually did not make people feel very ugly, but had a different kind of fragile beauty.

Eleven sincerely wanted to sigh.

The creator was so unfair!

This man's face was really fucking handsome!

No wonder his own lady liked to keep this face around, at least pleasing to the eye.

"Eleven?"

The two men who were still holding the cane shouted at him.

Eleven then returned to her senses and looked squarely at Melvin's miserable back.

"Forget it, his body that can hold up to now is already the limit. Splash water to wake him up and then continue. It is estimated that he will faint again. Master Keith said we have to do this quickly. Let's go."

"What about Master Keith..."

Eleven: "I will go and tell him the truth."

A few people were ready to hit the road back home.

Before leaving, Eleven called out Seventeen and Eighteen who were staying in the shadows.

"What did you two see just now?"

Seventeen and Eighteen lowered their heads, "Mr. Freeman passed out in the living room because he was too tired from doing housework. Otherwise we saw nothing."

Eleven nodded with satisfaction, "If the lady asks, you guys just say it like this. If the lady doesn't ask, then just pretend it's not happening, okay?"

"Understood."

Several people aligned with it and left. Seventeen and Eighteen went back to their posts after hearing the order, not bothering at all about the fainted man in the living room.

The young lady was the person the young masters loved most. He dared to hurt her, and this was his own fault!

Melvin was curled up alone on the cold marble floor of the living room.

His head was always dizzy, and he suffered repeatedly in the process of being awakened by pain and then fainting, fainting and being awakened by pain.

...

Chad went to the jail to meet someone quietly.

He was stunned when Charlotte was brought out by the police.

It had been not too long after she was sent to the jail but one-third of her hair was surprisingly white. Her skin was also very poor, like a crazy woman. She seemed to have aged ten years, and there were obvious bruises on her face and body. Apparently, she was not living a good life here.

Charlotte was almost crying with excitement to see him.

"Melvin went back to Frayton? Did Melvin ask you to come rescue me? I knew it, he wouldn't forget me..."

Chad was speechless for a few seconds and thought for a moment, not telling the truth that Melvin already knew she had cheated on him.

He simply said, "Miss Matthews, I'm here to ask you about a few things, and I hope you'll tell me the truth without holding back!"

Charlotte froze and suddenly roared like a madwoman.

"I can't believe you didn't come to get me out. How could Melvin be so cruel to me!? Why didn't he keep his promise to me!? Is it because I'm old and ugly now? So he doesn't love me anymore?"

Chad was stunned into silence by her manic appearance.

Steadying his mind, he chose to lie to her first, "So tell me the truth without reservation so that boss can have a chance to be able to help you."

Hearing this, Charlotte slowly calmed down and began to narrate in earnest.

"I'm innocent! Lyra did this to me! She even went to the neighbor city hospital herself in order to make me lose my reputation. She somehow found a doctor who actually cured Abigail, and then she and Abigail joined forces to harm me at the press conference and ..."

"Wait!"

Chad heard the key word and interrupted her, "Lyra, which hospital did she go to in the neighbor city? Does any doctor know?"

Charlotte thought about it, "I just know it's a big city hospital. Abigail is paralyzed like that, and she can still wake her up, so it must be a very famous doctor!"

After chatting for a while, seeing that there was nothing to ask, Chad gave Charlotte a few perfunctory words and then went to see Fred.

Fred was basically the same as Charlotte's statement about Lyra going to the neighbor city hospital.

After visiting the prison, Chad quickly had people check the neighbor city hospital, all the doctors who can do major brain surgery and happened to be absent for various reasons at that time. He had to check each one of them.