Chapter 582: Chapter 582



“Who are the witnesses?” asked Boyce.

John’s face paled in fear. He gulped, “I’ll tell you everything. Don’t kill me.”

Armand paused. He wasn’t going to let him go, but instead, he needed to hear what John said first. Armand scoffed, “Tell it. But know that I’ll put you to death in misery if I find out you’re lying.”

John said, “I won’t. I won’t. I’ll tell you all about it, but will you be able to let me go if I tell?”

“I’ll let you walk out of here,” Armand said.

John breathed a sigh of relief. There would be hope as long as he got out of this place. These people were crazy. John was very afraid of dying here.

He told Armand everything without thinking too much: “At first I wanted to rape her. She was beautiful and seduced me. At first she was nice to me, so I thought she would want to sleep with me. But she attacked me with the candlestick after I untied her ropes. See, these wounds came from her. I didn’t rape her. I didn’t rape her. I really didn’t. I’ve told you everything. Can you let me go now?”

Armand was amused, “You wanted to rape Theresa and you wanted me to let you go? Are you dreaming?”

Armand was willing to hear his worst assumption come true. He thought that even if Theresa was raped, he wouldn’t walk away from her. Armand wanted to take care of Theresa with his best effort. Now that Armand had heard the truth from John, he was very happy that Theresa had not been raped.

After all, it would traumatize Theresa if she were raped. The weak-minded wouldn’t even have the courage to stay alive.

John opened his eyes and raised his voice, “How can you break your promise? You said you would let me out of here. I told you the truth.”

Armand squatted down and pinched John’s jaw. He sneered, “Is Declan blind to make you his assistant? You’re a fool. I said I’d let you walk out of here, but did I say you’re going to walk out? You can walk out of here lying down too.”

John was terrified. He knelt down in front of Armand: “Please forgive me. I have learned my mistakes. I won’t do it again.”

John was a bully and a pushover. He would have been put in an important position if he were capable. He became Declan’s assistant because Declan’s previous assistant was arrested, so Declan promoted him. John wasn’t capable at all. He was promoted because he was always at Declan’s side and so Declan remembered him.

However, John was a disappointment. He made a big mistake before he could enjoy his glory days.

Armand rolled up his sleeves and said cruelly, “Which hand did you touch her with?”.

John quickly hid his right hand. Then he kept his arms crossed as he realized his movements were too obvious. John cried out loudly, “I’m sorry. Let me go, please. I’ll do anything for you.”

“Was it the right hand?” Armand grabbed John’s hair and pulled him back, “Are you going to give it up or should I do it for you?”

Snot covered John’s face as he cried. At this moment, John didn’t look like a man at all. He was weak, feeble and cowardly.

“You bastard,” Armand scolded John with a tone of disgust. He pulled John’s hair and repeatedly pushed his head against the wall. John was in pain. He was screaming like a wounded horse. Boyce couldn’t take the screaming and handed Armand a roll of duct tape.

“I thought the interrogation room was soundproofed.” Armand didn’t understand why Boyce was doing that.

Boyce didn’t even want to take a look at John. John didn’t deserve to be a man.

“It’s painful to listen to.”

Armand understood Boyce’s point and removed the duct tape. John quickly ran to another corner, “Please. Please let me go.”

“Hold him,” Armand instructed Boyce.

John quickly ran away when he saw Boyce coming toward him. He would have died if he had not run. However, John was only able to run a few steps before Boyce caught him. Boyce twisted John’s arms and let Armand seal his lips.

Armand sealed the tape around John’s head. Then, Armand threw the tape away and told Boyce, “Give me his right hand.”

Boyce threw John’s right hand to the ground. Armand slapped John’s face and said, “I don’t deserve to be a man if I don’t cripple you.”

John could not utter a sound. His face was pale with fear, but he could not break free. All John could do was watch as Armand stepped on his hand.

The sound of bone crunching came from under Armand’s feet. John’s face twisted in pain.

Armand twisted his leg. He was wearing a pair of leather shoes. John’s toes disfigured under Armand’s feet. Then Boyce let go of John and stepped back.

John was shaking and his pants were wet. He had urinated since I don’t know when.

Armand stepped on John’s face, “Gee, that’s the first time I’ve ever seen a man piss himself! You’re a disgrace.”

Boyce said to Armand, “Don’t kill him yet. We’re going to need him for later.”

John was Declan’s assistant, and he must have known Declan’s plans. First they were going to beat him up and then interrogate him.

Armand didn’t respond to Boyce. He wanted very much to kill John.

Boyce patted Armand’s shoulder, “Even if you wanted him dead, you don’t need to do it yourself. It’s not worth it for scum like him.” Armand nodded reluctantly.

Boyce turned to Matthew, “We should wait outside.”

Matthew nodded and left the room first. Then, he headed for a room next to the one Dolores was in.

Dolores sat in the chair and watched everything Armand did. She could feel Armand’s anger. The anger portrayed the feelings Armand had for Theresa. It was deep.

But, as an outsider, she was in no position to comment.

Dolores also felt relief that Theresa was not raped.

“Do you want to go home now?” Matthew approached. Dolores turned around and looked at Matthew. He shook his head, “I’ll stay a while longer.”

Boyce asked, “Did you want to watch Armand beat up John?”

Dolores answered Boyce with another question, “Did you get a promotion?”

It was a surprising question. Boyce stared at Dolores for a while and replied, “Yes.”

“Congratulations. I’ll arrange a celebratory dinner for you. Bring Armand with you to the villa,” Dolores said.

“That’s not necessary…”

“It is. You have been promoted and that means you are capable. We are happy for you. I didn’t mention it because we haven’t caught John yet. Now that we have him, consider one of our concerns resolved. We may not have solved our problems with Declan yet, but we can make time for a celebratory dinner.”

“If that’s what you said. Thank you, Dolores,” Boyce thanked.

“You’re welcome. You can go to the villa early if you’re free,” Dolores smiled. A message was hidden in her words, but Boyce didn’t catch it. He replied, “Sure.”

“Then I’ll go home early,” Dolores rose from her chair. Matthew asked her to wait a bit, “I have something to tell Boyce. Wait for me outside.”

Dolores nodded, “Sure.” Then, she headed outside.

When Dolores left, Matthew and Boyce planned what they were going to do next. The reason they were keeping John alive was that they wanted John to tell them how Declan had broken the law. They wouldn’t kill John themselves, even if they wanted him dead. They would just use someone else to get rid of him.

As long as they had proof that Declan broke the law, they were going to tell people that John sold Declan out regardless of whether he did it or not. Declan was going to kill the traitor himself right then and there without needing Boyce and Matthew to do anything.

Boyce said, “You understand. You can trust me.”

Matthew looked at the monitor on the desk. John curled up and Armand was still beating him. Armand didn’t look like he was going to stop anytime soon. He was still furious. Matthew then turned his back and walked out of the room.

Dolores told Matthew that she wanted to go home, but Matthew asked her to go to the office with him.

“Eat with me later. I’ll send you back home,” Matthew buckled Dolores in.

Matthew then started the engine and asked Dolores, “Were you going to pair Armand and Theresa?”

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