The Rise Of The Betrayed Heir

Chapter hundred thirty

“Who the hell?” He managed to say, under his breath, before he fell to the ground, hoping that a bigger trouble won’t have occurred if he ever woke up.

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The next time he woke up, he woke up on a bed, and the fact that he was bound in shackles, while on the bed, made him feel uncomfortable, and killed the thought that he might be in Andrew’s home.

He tried to break free from the shackles, even when he knew that it was somehow impossible, due to how strong it was.

“Who is out there! Get me out of this thing!” Adrian yelled out, in anger.

He was tired of the whole thing. Having to jump from one fire to another fire of trouble, without even being able to bounce back at people doing these things.

To him, he was beginning to feel like he hadn’t made a comeback at all.

“I said get me out of these chains!” Adrian yelled out again, disgusted at the fact that it made him feel like he was a beast that they had to detain.

Then the door opened, and he adjusted himself while he sat up. To his sho