CHAPTER 95

“Where is my brother?!” Rico yelled, his muscles ripping with cold anger and his face contorted with pure aggression. “Where have you kept my brother? Which dungeon have you kept him in? What have you done to him? What did he do to deserve the wickedness that you did to him? You hurt him for no reason. Just because you were looking for me, you decided to use my brother as a scapegoat. Why?!”

The punches kept flying toward Lady Winston’s face as she took them with her face contorted with bloody destruction. Her jaws shifted and readjusted as she received the punches.

Rico’s grip was so firm that Lady Winston didn't have a second to breathe.

Lady Winston was only perplexed by the fact that Rico - a mere gardener now had the mind to torture her.

Her face was bruised in pain and blood was gushing out of her jaws. Her lips were silent in a deadly put of torment as the blood trickled.

Rico retracts a bit after a faint tries to restrain him from killing Lady Winston. The pace at which he
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