Chapter 235 An Erotic Dream?
Can't leave her like that! August told himself. He thus began searching the wards along the passage
one after another until he located an empty one at the end of it. He then went back, carried Lucia
from the bench to that empty room, and laid her onto the bed gingerly. Her arm suddenly held his
neck when he was about to straighten up. Did she wake up? he looked down, body even twitched a
little as her sleep was being disturbed, though she wasn't really wakened.
With a sigh of relief, he removed her hand from his neck and covered her with the thin sheets from
aside. He even gazed at her with a sense of sympathy after doing all that, though he suddenly to
blame himself on this ominous sign.
With a knot in his forehead, August walked out of the ward and headed for the lift resolutely
without looking back. As the chilly night wind blew out of the hospital, he became soberer, and was
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able to justify his behavior with a theory that the emotion was only due to his sense of guilt for
Lucia, definitely not because of anything else. That thought made him feel better, and he went back
into his car, instructing Burton to head for the villa.
Lucia woke up the next morning, thinking she was still in a dream when she felt the soft sheets
underneath when she turned over her body. That was the best sleep she'd ever had during these
days. Yet it felt too true to be a dream, which awakened Lucia gradually. Through her bleary eyes,
she just saw the white ceiling her she was lying on the bed of an empty room.
She sat up instantly in panic, "Mom, Dad?" Where were they now?
And how come she was on a bed? Having scrutinized the structure of the room, she came to realize
it was a different one from her father's. Lucia got off the bed quickly, though still being she'd slept
on the bench at first. Was it due to her sleepwalking? Lucia dared not to go on thinking. She could
only rush out of the ward after putting
the sheets away.
Elisa was still sleeping when Lucia returned to their own ward.
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Lucia thus stayed on the bench outside, letting her imagination run away with her. She began to
remember that she seemed to have had dream last night, in which a man carried her to the bed,
and she could smell the faint fragrance from his body mingled with alcohol and something like
perfume. What an erotic dream and how shameful it was! Lucia blushed immediately with a quiver.
There came some noise from inside the ward at that moment, which wakened Lucia from her mind-
wandering. She turned round more sober by tapping sigh of relief because everything in the dream
was so blurry that she had no way to see the manâs face clearly. Or it would just get her rather
awkward.
In reality, the hero of Lucia's dream was standing in a dim and damp cellar, where a man was bound
and hanging high, whose face was swollen with bruises and ragged clothes revealed the bleeding
wounds by the whipping. As August ended by his
gesture to imply his staff to continue the torture. That triggered the man's pleading in a jarring and
trembling voice, "I..I really don't 3/7 42 86% 11:22 D facial expression, as though he hadn't heard
the pleading at all. His staff thus went on cracking the whip
which was made with barbs. The shriek of the man went with the and making the man's blood-
soaked clothes into pieces. Joshua was smoking at the landing of the cellar, being expressionless
too, hearing the screams resounding in the whole space. Taking a puff of rings of he really knows
nothing
about it." The man being tortured was no other than Nolan Vermon.
August replied calmly and coldly, "I know that.â
As Nolan had confessed, someone contacted him on the net, sending him a down payment for
some mission, and promising to the car. But that man never showed up in reality, only calling him
through vocal
meeting, where his voice was distorted and the phone number was a virtual one. Nothing could
lead to the real identity of the man behind all the plots. 4/7 57.14% 11:22 D 0 August knew Nolan
was not lying when he said he knew nothing more. too hard.â Joshua raised his eyebrows and asked
with another puff. "He deserves that." This Nolan boy was seeking for such an outcome when he
had done something so cruel to Lucia. August just hated his guts even when he knew he could dig
out nothing from Nolan's mouth. Seeing August wiping his hands with wet tissue, Joshua stubbed
his cigarette and reminded, "Donât overdo it. We still need to submit him to the police.â "I know how
far I've gone.â There was a hint of chilliness in
August's eyes. They then went out of the cellar and entered the bright living room after walking
through basement. Bond was busy tapping away at his the computer there.
After going a few paces, Joshua eventually asked, "Do you think
Nolan would be related to that matter before?" "They are obviously done by different groups of
people.â The man behind Nolan was apparently an impertinent one, whose only purpose was to
hurt 5/7 71.431 11-22 D was a much more cunning one, who wouldn't have exposed himself in such
an unintelligent way.
Bond uttered at the moment, "There's some development here."
Both with a stern look, August and Joshua strode towards Bond. "What's it?" "There are some
noteworthy traces of Ted Stebbing. I bet he's up to something now." Bond reported. He then made
a simulation based on all of Ted's traces, which showed his movement was within the peripheral
areas centering around the north-eastern part of Austos City. That was a dubious location where
one could access convenient transportation via roads and water in a remote up to something funny
when he flees back from Franksfurt. He might probably be exploring now for his yet only got
himself seated aside and kept silence for quite a long time. He began to realize they were already
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D cope with it calmly and wisely. Night fell soon, where the nasty reveled surreptitiously under the
the warehouses of the north-eastern part of Austos City, where some cars were already hiding
around, watching that area closely. A car drove towards that direction before long, with the car
lamps penetrating the night like the sharp eyes of a predator. The car entered the warehouse and
reappeared outside soon, almost staggering. Not long after it drove for a short distance, the car
tilted as its tire punctured with a huge noise.
Ted Stebbing, who was inside the car, stretched out his hand instantly to feel the
weapon around his waist while watching going on?" the buzz cut cursed at the
driver's seat.
"Shut up!" Ted snapped coldly. His sharp eyes seemed so bright in
the darkness as he found something fishy around.
His instinct was right. A jarring sound split the night in no time.
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