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Anthony's face froze.

Of course it was important! He was not a man if he was sexually impotent.

They went quiet again.

Anthony thought about it and said squarely, "How about this? Let's each take a step back. If you askto let Chad go now, it's definitely not possible, but | can not kill him." Lyra wrinkled her eyebrows and emphasized, "lI want you to record yourself swearing that you won't take Chad's life. And after the wedding, you will honestly hand over the super virus serum to me! Otherwise, you will be not able to die a natural death!" "Okay, I'll do as you say." He smiled slightly.

Lyra took his phone out of his suit pant pocket and tapped on the recording.

Anthony followed what she had just said and finished taking his vow seriously.

Lyra felt that the vow was not severe enough and added: "Il want you to say that if you break your promise, Princess Cayley and your father will all end up the sas you!" Anthony changed his face, "Lyra, isn't that too severe?" "How can you possibly keep your word without a severe vow! | know you love Princess Cayley and your father so much. I'll only believe it if you swear on them!" Anthony didn't say anything.

Lyra made a silent threat by gently cutting a small wound into his neck.

Anthony smiled helplessly, "Okay, | swear." He followed Lyra's instructions and swore anew with a straight face.

Lyra sent that recording to her cloud storage and stored it before pressing back to the ring's silver needle.

There was a sizzling sound in the air.

She looked up and saw that it was the guard's stun gun that had struck. Chad was stunned because he was holding Mason, and the two were stunned together, falling to the ground unconsciously.

"Anthony!" Lyra fumed.

"Lyra, don't misunderstand. He tried to steal the serum. As the punishment, he must be temporarily locked in the dungeon.

Otherwise | can't account for my mother, but you can rest assured that this tmy promise will be honored!" The guards dragged the unconscious Chad away. And the super virus serum, which was in a freezer, was taken back.

Anthony's suit was bloody and he had to change before he could go back to the ballroom, but Lyra was too tired to continue the party.

The black sky started snowing again.

The cold wind was mixed with snow and the temperature plummeted a few degrees.

Lyra had her arms crossed and felt a little cold, "Takeback to the apartment. | want to rest.” Anthony immediately took off his jacket and wrapped her up tight.

A guard brought an umbrella and he personally helped her to cover the snow with it.

This time, Lyra did not refuse his jacket.

Now she could never get sick. She had to preserve her strength, and think of another solution before the wedding! Anthony watched her with a sideways glance, and was silent.

After taking Lyra all the way back to the apartment in the suburbs, Anthony instructed the maid to take care of her food and living in the future and to report to him immediately if anything happened.

The heat was on in the bedroom and Anthony was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Lyra turned her back to him, breathing steadily and pretending to be asleep.

Although she was already sleepy as hell, she couldn't possibly sleep well with Anthony staring at her.

Anthony looked at her side quietly and would have liked to discuss with her again about the baby in her belly.

But seeing that she seemed really tired, he was a little upset.

He didn't wake her up, got up and left the bedroom, closing the door for her.

When he cout, Anthony drove straight to the dungeon.

With the privilege order given by Princess Cayley, he had an unimpeded journey to the dungeon.

The dungeon was dark and damp, with chandeliers hanging from the obscure walls. And the further he went in, the clearer the sound of heavy whips hitting the flesh he heard, which sounded horrifying from afar.

However, no matter how Chad was beaten, there was no wailing sound of begging and crying, making the monotonous sound of whipping a bit weird.

The dungeon guards opened the cell door and the heavy smell of blood overwhelmed him.

In a rather good mood, Anthony walked in and admired Chad's woes.

Chad's hands were hanging. His toes couldn't touch the ground, and after a vicious whipping, he was covered in blood and started to lose consciousness, but he never said a word.

Anthony reached towards the whip bearer, who bent down and respectfully handed him the handle with both hands.

He gripped the whip handle, leisurely stirring it into the salt water tank next to him. And the blood on the whip was washed clean, staining the water in the whole tank red.

"Chad, how many times did you help Malcolm and beatup before? I'll pay you back this time. How does it taste? Are you still satisfied with the service?" Chad gasped and snorted with disdain, "I'm having a good time! None of your guys have eaten? They're just as useless as you are!" Obviously, he was already trapped, but he was still wild in front of Anthony.

Anthony frowned in displeasure and anger flowed through him as he swung the whip in his hand and gave two hard strokes himself.

The salt water on the whip penetrated the already lacerated flesh and soaked into the skin, causing spasms.

But Chad's teeth were clenched so tightly that he didn't make a sound of humiliation.

If it weren't for the blood drowning from the corners of his mouth, Anthony would have thought he was pain-free.

"No wonder you have followed Malcolm for so many years. You're tough enough! But there is no brave man under heavy punishment. We still have a long time. In seven days, iron branding, gold needles, sticks, acid ... we can use one at a time!" Chad spat blood on the ground and laughed coldly, "You're really a beast! How | fixed you up before, you turn it all back!" Anthony was fairly furious. He scooped up a spoonful of salt water and splashed it on Chad.

The blood on Chad's shirt was washed out quite a bit. His jawline muscles twitched, and his face was wan.

Anthony glared at him grimly, gritting his teeth, "I promised Lyra, I'd keep you alive. So keep rampant. It'll just make my torture of you severer anyway!" Chad hadn't gotten over the sharp pain from the salt water, adjusted his breathing, and lowered his eyes.

Anthony looked at his miserable face and continued, "I really don't know what's so great about Malcolm. He can make each of you put your lives on the line to save him." He mastered the pain and emphasized, "Of course you don't understand. You got nothing on him! In this life, and the next life, Miss Lyra will never ever like you because you're a brute!" Anthony was completely furious and grabbed him by the hair, hysterically yelling at him, "Why doesn't she like me? Why? | love her so much!" Chad snickered, "You shouldn't hurt her if you love her. Do you know how much abortion hurts a woman's body? You claim to love her, but you don't care about her body in the slightest. In the end, you just have a pathological obsession because you didn't get her." "No! No! | do love her! | am the man who loves her the most in the world!" His eyes were very red as he roared over and over again.

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