CHAPTER 12

“How dare you!” Alan seethed. “You are such a shameless fool. It was you, wasn't it? You were the one in the footage. Don't you find it very embarrassing that you try to make yourself look like me just so that Rose could divorce me?”

Lesley didn't respond as his face was still red and hurt from the impact of the slap and he clutched his hands to his face in pain.

“I prepared just the right punishment for you,” Alan’s face curled into a disdainful smile.

Alan signaled Tobiat with a twinkle of his eye and he responded immediately as if they had already planned what they would do to him.

Tobiat walked towards Lesley, fastening his fists with his face stern and cold.

“Drop your phone,” Alan said firmly as he placed a bowl in front of him where he would put his phone.

Lesley’s eyes narrowed in a glare of defiance but he eventually dropped his cell phone into the bowl.

“Now, stand up and pull off your clothes,” Alan instructed Lesley, his words laced with a deadly bite of forcefulness.

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