CHAPTER 57

The goons started attacking the butler again, whipping him with a leather whip this time. It looks like the goons are serious about what they said and that they will show him what the real torture is.

One of them snorted, demanding; “Let’s see how long you can maintain your silence, old man!” These thugs grinned as they saw the butler twist his body in pain.

“Hey, I’m sure he will speak up soon. Make sure to divide the money equally,” mumbled one of the goons, expecting to receive the reward from their boss.

But instead of giving up and letting them taste the victory, the butler only scoffed and he said; “Do you really think that you can convince me like this? No, I will never tell you!”

He was still consistent on his stand to keep his mouth shut about Leon’s whereabouts. They would not be able to force him to talk about whatever kind of pain they inflicted on him.

One of the men, named Jax, stepped forward and tapped his friend’s shoulder; “Let me handle it, Drake. Step aside,” said