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The Man's Decree

Chapter 1106
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Chapter 1106 Haven

Obviously, outsiders didn’t know anything about the Deragons’ matters since it wasn’t exactly something

that they were proud of.

If people learned Ryker had poisoned his biological father and imprisoned his sister, he would’ve been

mocked and humiliated. So, he had been keeping those things a secret.

There was one more reason for Ryker to do that, though it was a secret he had kept under wraps. Even

Godrick didn’t know what that secret was, but he wanted to. Only Ryker and Beatrice would know about

it.

Beatrice instantly knew what was going to happen when she saw Ryker come in with the whip. She

slowly stood up with indifference.

After twenty-odd years of pain and suffering, nothing could phase her anymore.

Ryker got even angrier when he saw how uncaring she appeared. He grabbed the whip and began to hit

her with it.

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It was a shocking sight as streaks of blood instantly appeared on her body.

However, there was no change in Beatrice’s expression at all. She didn’t even furrow her eyebrows as

though the whip wasn’t hitting her body.

“Your d*mn bastard son has some nerve to hit Edgar! I’m going to capture him one day and reunite the

both of you…” Ryker gritted his teeth and whipped harder.

It wasn’t until Beatrice heard Ryker mentioning her son’s name that there was a slight change on her

face. She wanted to ask him how her son was doing, but she ultimately didn’t do so.

It was because she knew Ryker wouldn’t tell her anything useful or truthful.

As Ryker continued to whip his sister, Godrick pulled out his phone and secretly recorded the beating

with trembling hands.

Godrick’s forehead was covered in a cold sweat. He was gambling with his life because if Ryker learned

what he was doing, he would be dead on the spot.

However, he still took the risk to record what was happening in order to further his plans.

With his current power and influence, he knew it would be difficult, if not outright impossible, for him to

take the position of the head of the family away from Ryker.

That was why he needed someone to help him eliminate Ryker and Edgar.

After Ryker had beaten Beatrice for a while, he let out a satisfied sigh and threw the whip to Godrick.

Then he exited the dungeon.

Godrick hurriedly followed behind him.

The injured Beatrice slowly sat back down. Her fresh wounds would take a long time to heal.

Inside the dungeon, her abilities were restricted. She was just an average person, so her injuries would

need a long period to recover.

Upon exiting the dungeon, Godrick left. Right as he exited the Deragon residence, he sent the footage

he recorded to someone.

Initially, he wanted to send it to Jared. That way, the latter would be so enraged that he would pick a fight

with Ryker and Edgar. Perhaps he would even kill them in the process, which was what Godrick hoped

for.

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However, Godrick didn’t know how to contact Jared, so he sent the footage to Rayleigh instead. After all,

Rayleigh was once a part of the Deragons, and they knew each other.

Godrick was confident Rayleigh would be able to contact Jared. If and when Jared saw the footage, he

would undoubtedly be riled up.

Of course, doing so posed a great risk for Godrick. Should Ryker learn the existence of the footage or

even find it, he would immediately know Godrick was the one who recorded it.

However, the risk and benefits of doing so were equally matched, and Godrick was getting a little

impatient…

Concurrently, hundreds of kilometers away, Rayleigh was strolling inside Medicine God Sect’s base. He

had fallen in love with the place after spending time recuperating there.

The air was nice, the sceneries were beautiful, and there were lots of ordinary people going about their

everyday lives.

There were no schemes, fights, or bloodshed there. It was practically a haven.