"Could it be Dustin?" Dahlia wondered. She then
immediately dismissed this thought. That was impossible! They were
already divorced. Besides, they were now like water and oil. Why would he
help her? Moreover, he wasn't capable of it. "Chris Nolan! You're such a
vile and despicable human being! I must've been blind to believe in
someone like you!" "Bastard! I even thought of you as family! You're even
worse than that trash, Dustin!" Florence and James cursed at him after
knowing the truth. They had put their whole trust in Chris. They didn't
expect him to be a fraud. "We all have to look out for ourselves! You
only have yourself to blame for being so dumb!" Chris mocked scornfully.
"Shut the fuck up! My ears are sore from listening to your bickering!"
Edward roared, and everyone fell silent at once. "What I'm trying to say
is, I have nothing to do with the Nicholson family. I don't know Hunter
Anderson either. The Nicholson family was behind Sir Spanner's death! I
had nothing to do with it!" Chris knelt on the floor with a thud and
started to beg. "Uncle Travis, how should we deal with him?" Edward
asked. Travis didn't say a word. He took two steps forward and declared
to Chris, "I don't care about what you have to do with the Nicholson
family. I just want to know who the murderer is! Tell me, and I'll spare
you, or else you face the same fate as them!" "I'll tell you everything!"
Chris suddenly had an idea and said in a hurry. "I figured it out! It
must be Dustin! He must've murdered Mr. Spanner!" "Dustin? What a
familiar name." Edward pinched his chin in deep thought. "Edward, did you
forget? He's the one who beat you up!" Chris started to blabber. "It was
him!" Edward immediately remembered and added resentfully, "Uncle Travis,
Dustin is the most suspicious of all!" "Where is he?" Travis asked
coldly.. "I saw him at the Emerald building this morning. I don't know
where he went after that. Oh, Dahlia is in charge of the Emerald
building. She's also Dustin's wife. She must know where he is!" Chris
pointed at Dahlia and pushed all the blame onto her. "Bullshit! Dustin
and my sister are divorced!" James immediately refuted. "That's right! We
have nothing to do with Dustin. His mess has nothing to do with us!"
"Yeah! You should look for Dustin. We're all Innocent!"
Everyone started to protest, afraid of being involved in this matter.
"I'll decide if you're innocent or not. Everyone is guilty before we find
the murderer!" Travis scoffed coldly. "That damned Dustin! He's going to
kill us all!" "This is so unfair! We've obeyed the law our whole lives.
Why did we meet such a troublemaker?" The Nicholson family lamented
together. "Leave Dahlia and lock up the rest of the Nicholson family!"
Travis gave the order. "Yes, sir!" The adjutant saluted, and armed
soldiers led Florence and the others into the car. As for Chris, he was
shocked out of his wits. "Where are you taking them?" Dahlia frowned with
worry. "You shouldn't worry about them. You should worry about yourself."
Travis slowly inched closer and asked coldly, "Where is Dustin? Are both
of you involved in my brother's death? You'd better be honest, and I'll
end you quickly! Otherwise, your entire family would join you!" "Sir
Spanner's death has nothing to do with me! I don't know anything!" Dahlia
denied. "You don't know?" Travis snorted. "It seems you won't say
anything without some force." He waved his hands, and two soldiers came
forward and bound Dahlia up and hung her in from the ceiling. "Let me go!
You're abusing your power!" Dahlia kept on struggling. However, her wrist
hurt more with each struggle. "Abusing my power?" Travis laughed at her
statement. "It seems like you haven't got a hold of the situation. Now,
your life is in my hands. I decide if you die or live. I'll ask you one
more time, where is Dustin?" "I don't know!" Dahlia shook her head
stubbornly. "Huh! I think you would only give up after facing death! Beat
her up until she spills it!" Travis commanded. A burly underling quickly
came forward dragging a barbed whip. "What are you doing? I… Dahlia's
face paled, and as she was about to say something, the whip landed hard
on her back with a crack! With that crisp sound, her clothes tore, and a
deep, bloody wound was left on her back. Dahlia moaned and gritted her
teeth, holding in pain. What quickly followed were multiple whips. The
blows landed on her one after another. Dahlia finally couldn't hold it in
and let out a scream. Her body was in such pain it started to tremble.
Her pale and smooth back instantly became bruised and bloody! This whip
was a specially designed torture device covered with dense spikes. Even a
man couldn't endure a dozen lashes, let alone a woman. "Spill!" Travis
stood to her side and watched unfeelingly. Dahlia bit
her lip in pain. She was sweating profusely, but her eyes were set with
determination. "Don't stop! Hit harder!" Travis was losing his temper
with her and commanded his underlings to use more strength. As a result,
the sounds of the whip and screams began to erupt one after another.
Chris couldn't bear to watch on. He could only lower his head in silence.
Edward, on the other hand, had a disturbing smile on his face.