Revenge Of The Hidden Heir

Chapter 144

Carlos writhed in pain on the red carpet on the floor of Sinclair Vale Aldrich's office.

"I accidentally. "I'm sorry, Mr. Vale," said Carlos, grimacing in pain, holding his stomach which had been hit by several lashes.

“Your apology can't bring Jason back. Useless bastard.” Aldrich raised his hand again, ready to whip Carlos again.

"I beg your pardon, sir." Aldrich almost threw a whip, but missed his direction because he deliberately didn't want to aggravate the wound of the son of the Morgan family.

“Basically incompetent to work. Then take him away from here!” Sinclair Vale Aldrich ordered his men who were standing guard near the door and then fastened his belt again.

“Can we throw it on the street?” Aldrich squinted at Carlos.

"Take him to the hospital and say that this boy was attacked by criminals," said Aldrich.

"Wait!" Aldrich prevented his men from leaving, then walked over to look at Carlos whose face was lowered because he was too weak to bear the pain of Aldrich's whipping.