CHAPTER 192

“Bring her in here,” Frederic El Mataso ordered.

The door opened and Susan was dragged into the room. Her hair was ruffled and her face was drenched in sweat. She had just spent the whole day in the basement and now she was about to be given a death sentence.

The room had a poker table with men seated around it, Frederic included.

Frederic El Mataso was a plump man with a weird mustache and heavy eyebrows. He was dressed in a black suit with his bloated stomach trying its best to stay in the white undershirt he wore.

There was only one thing that caught Susan’s eye. It was his ring. The ring was glowing as he rubbed his chin with a grin on his face.

“Bring her closer,” he ordered.

The guard dragged her on the floor as he brought her to him. Susan was kneeling before Frederic now who was still rubbing his chin as he stared down at her.

“You piece of shit! You think you’re going to get away with this?” She yelled.

“She’s a feisty one,” he said to the men at the table who chuckle