The basement was very big and spacious.
It was dozens of square meters. Ruth was tied to a chair in the corner with some equipment for interrogation.
Justin sat on the leather sofa beside her, and the two bodyguards stood respectfully behind him.
Lawrence was explaining to Nora one by one. "Miss Smith, this isn't an ordinary whip. There are thorns on it. It's especially painful! Even a strong man can't last five minutes with this whip! Do you want to use this?"
Nora shook her head and sighed. "It's too rough."
Lawrence: "…"
He could only walk to the other side and take out a box of needles. "Miss Smith, have you seen this before? Do you know how you can prick her with these needles? It won't leave any marks on the person, but it's super painful! You can also insert these needles into her body or along her blood vessels to slowly reach into her heart, tormenting her bit by bit…"
Nora also shook her head. "This is too despicable."
