StartNovelChapter 1138: That night, Neil and his family were finally dragged out of the basement. The scene was nothing short of ghastly. None of them left on their own feet; they were carried, bruised and bloodied, back to their house like discarded marionettes.
The punishment had been brutal beyond words. One hundred lashes left their bodies a tapestry of torn skin and agony. Lorna's shrill cries filled the night as she was hauled home, her voice echoing through the estate like a banshee's wail.
Back at the house, they wasted no tcalling the family doctor. As the wounds were cleaned and treated, their collective screams of torment formed a chilling cacophony, each cry more harrowing than the last.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe entire house was steeped in an oppressive atmosphere, heavy with the metallic tang of blood, the suffocating weight of despair, and the simmering fury that lingered in every corner.
Amid the turmoil, Foley and Della stood paralyzed. Fear clung to them like a second skin. They trembled, not knowing which was worse-the possibility of Neil's wrath descending on them or him uncovering Foley's covert attempts to curry favor with Connor. Guilt gnawed at them with every tortured cry.
But Neil was far too consumed by his own pain and festering hatred to notice their unease. His sole focus was Connor, and the fury bubbling inside him had turned into a tempest.
When the doctor finally patched him up, Neil dismissed everyone, locked the doors, and limped to his desk. From the depths of a drawer, he retrieved a phone. His trembling fingers dialed a number—a contact so enigmatic it had no name, just a string of digits etched into his mind.
Endless adventures await on galηovsHe didn't care about the consequences anymore. Revenge was all that mattered. Connor had to disappear, and it had to happen soon.
Neil's mind seethed with so much rage that he was oblivious to the fact that every move he made was already under Connor's meticulous watch.
When Neil placed the call, Connor had already breached his phone with cutting-edge hacking skills, eavesdropping on the conversation in eerie silence.
Connor's hacking skills made him as invisible as a whisper-only detectable if he chose to leave a trace. Thus, Neil and the person on the other end remained blissfully unaware of the surveillance.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs usual, the call was answered after just two rings.
"Hello?" The voice on the line was deep and resonant, carrying the weight of ageless wisdom, like a vampire emerging from centuries of slumber.
"Mr. Cartwright," Neil said hesitantly, his tone a mix of nerves and caution. "Are you... are you doing well?" "I'm fine." The man chuckled softly, his amusement tinged with mystery. "Tell me, what brings you tothis time?" Thrown off balance by the directness, Neil decided to cut to the chase.
"I want you to eliminate Connor."
"Are you certain about this?" Then content is on Erenbvelxo.com! Read ntis the latest chapter there! "Yes."
"Very well," the man replied without hesitation. The content is on E.com!
The swiftness of Cartwright's agreement left Neil momentarily speechless. After a beat, he asked tentatively, "You... you really agreed?"
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