Chapter 2774

“I didn’t! It wasn’t me!” Cynthia was extremely anxious and full of tears.

She kept denying it. However, no one believed her.

Silva glared at Cynthia angrily before he fumed to Butler Berry. He squeezed out a smile and said,

“Butler Berry, this could be a misunderstanding.”

“A misunderstanding? The evidence is right here! What misunderstanding could there be?”

Butler Berry was full of anger. He stared at Silva fiercely and said, “Patriarch Larson, the Larson family

must give the Berry family an explanation for this matter! Otherwise, we won’t let you off!”

Hearing this, Silva burst into a cold sweat!

With gloomy eyes, he turned to Cynthia and bellowed, “Men, take her down for me!”

Swoosh!

Two of the Larson family’s guards stepped forward and grabbed Cynthia from the back.

Bang!

A guard kicked Cynthia behind her knee, and the delicate Cynthia immediately knelt on the ground.

She struggled desperately and shouted, “Uncle Silva, it’s not me. It’s really not me. I didn‘t…”

However, no matter how Cynthia explained, Silva turned a deaf ear.

Silva took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said, “The young miss of the fourth branch, Cynthia

Larson, openly harmed her husband and implicated the Larson family. According to the rules of the

Larson family, she will receive 100 strokes of the cane and be thrown into the dungeon, never to see

the light of day again!”

Boom!

Silva’s remark shocked everyone!

On the other side, Hogan walked through the crowd at this moment. He ran to the front, knelt in front of

Silva, and begged, “Silva, don’t do this! 100 strokes of the cane will kill her!”

Silva looked down at Hogan coldly and said with a snort, “Hmph! This is the good daughter you raised!

If she can pull through it, she can thank her lucky stars. If she can’t, she’ll be thrown into a mass

grave!”

After saying that, Silva waved his hand. His prestige as the family head could not be undermined.

Immediately after, a team of the Larson family’s guards walked over with the tools of punishment.

Cynthia was pressed on the bench. Two guards with mahogany sticks the size of a person’s thigh

stood on each side of her! The more Cynthia struggled, the colder her heart became.

Hogan kept bowling and begging Silva.

Bang! Bang!

Muffled noises rang!

The mahogany stick in the hands of the Larson family guards hit Cynthia heavily!

Cynthia cried out in pain as sweat the size of beans dripped from her forehead.

Boom!

By the tenth stroke, Cynthia’s face was pale. Blood dripped from her tightly clenched lips.

Hogan rushed over and shouted, “Don’t hit my daughter, don’t!”

“Cynthia, admit your mistake. Hurry up!”