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Chapter 311
"If you do that, I'll expose you. We can go down together. Do you think I'm weak just because I don't display my strength? If you want to mess with our company, I'd suggest you do it quickly. Let's see who dies first." Georgie Clementine's voice was just as low, but she sounded firm.
With such substantial evidence in her hands, Fred Thomson wouldn't dare act rashly even if he was very influential.
Fred had no choice but to remain silent and be treated this way by Georgie.
Henry Armstrong crossed one leg over the other lazily. The smile on his face widened as he thought to himself that the way Georgie scolded someone was appealing to him.
Now, Georgie wanted to vomit at the sight of Fred. She no longer wanted to look at this person.
Immediately, Georgie picked up her large LV handbag, turned around, and left.
When she turned around, her eyes met Henry's.
Henry took the initiative to lift one hand to greet her.
Georgie, however, completely ignored him and simply walked away. Her pace was quick. When she walked past Henry, he could smell the scent of Yves Saint Laurent's Black Opium fragrance. Fred followed unrelentingly after Georgie.
In front of the café, Fred grabbed Georgie's arm and snapped at her. "Delete the recording, or I'll kill you."
"Once I die, what you did will be exposed. You'd better pray that I live longer because if anything happens to me, that stuff will be leaked out automatically," Georgie said as she glared at him coldly. The longer she looked at him, the more nauseous she felt.
Georgie had never thought of Fred as disgusting. When she found out about his dirty thoughts, she suddenly felt that he was nasty and creepy.
Fred made a move to snatch her phone.
Georgie dodged him with a cold expression and gave him a hard shove. "It's pointless. I've made copies and sent them to different places where they are safe... Even if you delete this one, there will be others."
"You... You, you, you... I'm warning you. Don't do anything reckless," Fred stammered.
Georgie ignored him, raising the LV handbag she held and swinging it hard against Fred's head. As she swung her handbag at him, she continued to swear. "Pervert, filthy man. You're going to hell sooner or later."
Just the thought of there possibly being many children molested by this man, Georgie wished she could push him to the center of the road so that he would be run over by a car and die.
The children he molested were so precious to their parents.
As Fred cried out in pain, he tried to cover his head as best he could.
Right then, a group of people had gathered outside the café. To avoid further humiliation, Fred immediately glared at Georgie before quickly fleeing the scene.
Since the café had see-through glass panels as walls, and Georgie and Fred happened to be standing next to Henry's table, Henry and the others could see everything.
Sebastian had a look of admiration on his face. "Georgie Clementine is one of the toughest executives I've ever met in the entertainment industry. From what she said, it sounded like Fred Thomson made an inappropriate request of her. Could he have wanted to sleep with an actress from X Entertainment?"
Henry smiled. "Aren't you the toughest executive in the entertainment industry? You can deal with all sorts of difficult people," he said.
"That's true. Well, Georgie is the second toughest in that case," Sebastian said.
"She is very cool," Rachel said in a soft voice.
"Very impressive," Henry's gaze lingered upon Georgie.
"Stop dreaming. She's unlike the other women we normally interact with. She won't even entertain you," Sebastian said confidently as he rested his hand on the back of Rachel's chair.
"How would you know?" Henry wasn't convinced.
"I just know it. Georgie is notorious for being difficult to get. She works with our sister-in-law. Since, our sister-in-law thinks we are all gangsters... Georgie must think so too. Do you think she would entertain a gangster?" Sebastian added.
"How are you so sure that she wouldn't?" Henry asked.
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"If you're not convinced, go out there and ask for her WeChat account details. If you can get it, I'll pay for all your expenses today. But if you can't, you'll have to buy Rachel a limited-edition Hermes handbag
later. What do you think?" Sebastian Brenand asked.
"I'm not afraid," Henry Armstrong said as he glanced disdainfully at Sebastian. He then sauntered away.
Georgie Clementine had just opened her car door when Henry left the café.
Today, she drove her white Audi R8.
The scene of a luxury car and a beautiful woman was a wondrous sight.
"Georgie..." Henry approached her with his hands in his pockets and a smile on his face.
Georgie nodded slightly at him. She seemed aloof.
"We've met in the past," Henry said.
"Hmm."
"Please allow me to introduce myself formally. My name is Henry Armstrong," Henry said with an extended hand.
"Hello," Georgie said and nodded without shaking his hand.
"Has anyone ever told you that you seem aloof?" He asked. She seemed like a proud peacock who always kept her head held high.
"Is there anything else I can help you with?" Georgie asked.
"I'm quite fond of aloof girls. Do you mind giving me your WeChat account details? Let's be friends," Henry added.
Georgie was no stranger to pick-up lines like this. She frowned slightly and glared at Henry coldly before getting into her car and driving away. She did not give Henry any opportunity to speak. From her perspective, any man who took the initiative to flirt with her seemed like a frivolous person.
Sebastian and Rachel were now staring at Henry unblinkingly.
When Sebastian saw what happened, he could not help but laugh. "Henry Armstrong, I can't believe this day would come. Haha!”
As soon as Henry looked up, he saw Sebastian laughing at him. He immediately let out a long, unhappy sigh as he scratched the back of his head and looked at the car that had sped off. This was actually the first time he failed at flirting.
In fact, it was the first time a woman had treated him this coldly.
Not only was he not mad, but he found her even more interesting.
"Interesting..." Henry stroked his chin. Only when the car disappeared did he return to the café to his seat.
Once Henry sat down, Sebastian couldn't help but tease him. "What did I say? I have guessed it right, didn't I? I can't believe I would live to see you fail at picking up girls in this lifetime," he said. "Shut up," Henry growled. He felt even more embarrassed now.
"Shall we get the Hermes handbag later?" Sebastian asked before rubbing Rachel Wood's chin with the hand he placed around her shoulder.
"Rachel, hurry up and thank Henry," he added.
"It's not necessary... Forget it. It was just a joke," Rachel said quickly.
"What do you mean, forget about it? He lost a bet, and he needs to pay for it," Sebastian said as he smiled at Henry.
"That's right. I lost, and I must pay for it. I'll buy you a Hermes handbag later. You can pick whichever limited-edition handbag you want," Henry said nonchalantly.
"Hurry up and thank him," Sebastian said as he smiled at Rachel.
"Thank you, Henry," Rachel said.
"Sebastian, find a way to get me Georgie's WeChat account details," Henry said.
Sebastian was stunned by what he heard. "No way... She clearly isn't interested in you. Can't you tell?"
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"She isn't interested in me now. But how sure are you that she won't be interested in me in the future?" Henry Armstrong asked.
"... Fine. I can get you her WeChat account details, but you must buy Rachel two handbags. Limited-edition," Sebastian said as he casually rested his chin on Rachel Wood's shoulder and continued to look at Henry.
"Okay, got it," Henry waved his hand helplessly.
***
Meanwhile, Xyla Quest and Stanley Batton were both still eating and drinking.
Although Xyla was already full, she would still eat a bit more because Stanley's cooking was very good.
Xyla felt unusually enthralled by this precious time of the year when she could rest.
Before they knew it, they had finished two bottles of red wine.
Under the influence of alcohol, Xyla's cheeks were a little flushed.
Stanley, on the other hand, still looked the same. His facial expression had not changed at all.
Xyla spoke twice as much as usual. She began to tug his hand and told him about her past.
Xyla told Stanley about how Tom Sullivan betrayed her and how hurt she felt after the betrayal.
Throughout the story, Stanley listened intently. Occasionally, he would frown deeply at what she said, his facial expression turning cold.
Although Stanley knew very well what happened to her in the past, the information he discovered through his investigation was not as impactful as the way Xyla personally described those incidents to him.
At the end of her story, Xyla emptied her glass and chuckled a little. "That's why I get a kick out of watching them being so miserable right now... Tom Sullivan is a dog, and so is Emily Quest. They do not deserve a peaceful life," Xyla said.
"Yeah," Stanley answered as he looked deeply at her.
"This thing called love does hurt a lot," Xyla said and smiled bitterly.
"Do you still believe in love, then?" Stanley asked.
"Of course, I do. Why wouldn't I? Isn't it foolish to lose hope in love because of a scumbag?" Xyla said blandly. Feeling a little thirsty, Xyla stood up shakily and looked at Stanley. "I'm going to get myself a glass of water."
"Let me do it," Stanley said and grabbed her by the wrist.
In the next second, Xyla's feet went weak. She ended up on his lap.
Subconsciously, Xyla turned around to look at his face. Their lips accidentally brushed each other's.
When their lips touched, Xyla trembled.
Suddenly, she felt as if the alcohol had worn off significantly. She was very much alert now.
Like being on a roller-coaster ride, her heart began to pound. It felt as if her heart would soon beat out of her chest.
Xyla was stunned still, and she suddenly felt clueless about what to do.
More importantly, she realized she had accidentally placed her hand somewhere she shouldn't.
"Hiss..." Stanley's warm breath blew against Xyla's face.
Ding-dong... Ding-dong...
The doorbell started ringing suddenly, disrupting their moment of intimacy.
Xyla immediately came to her senses, springing to her feet as she took a deep breath awkwardly. She was completely alert now. "I'll get the door..."
However, after only taking one step, she stumbled and landed on his lap yet again.
"What's the matter? Huh? Are you not willing to leave me?" Stanley asked softly with a playful look in his eyes.
Xyla rolled her eyes awkwardly at him as she stood up, holding onto the corner of the table to help herself up. "I had a little too much to drink and lost my balance. That's all."
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As soon as Xyla Quest finished speaking, Stanley Batton stood up and picked her up without saying a word before placing her on a chair.
Xyla, who had just calmed herself down with much difficulty, began to feel her heart racing again. "You... What are you doing?"
Stanley placed one hand on the table and the other on the back of Xyla's chair, forming a circle around her. He leaned slightly closer to look at her blushing face. "Sit still. I'll get the door, okay?" They were so close to each other that, if she looked up, she would be able to kiss his lips again.
His facial features were like a celestial sculpture. His face would seem exquisite even when magnified. There was not a single flaw on his face.
Ding-dong... Ding-dong...
The doorbell started ringing again.
Stanley looked at her deeply before slowly standing up and straightening his back. He then turned around and walked away.
When Xyla saw him walking away, she suddenly found it much easier to breathe.
The sense of oppression surrounding her had disappeared as well.
Xyla immediately let out a long sigh. After that, she tried to breathe deeply to stop herself from thinking about the images that made her heart race.
After glancing at the monitor, Stanley saw Georgie standing in front of the door. He pressed on a button to unlock the gate.
"Who is it?" Xyla asked from the dining room.
"Georgie Clementine," he said.
Xyla immediately stood up, holding onto the corner of the table. She then walked over to the entrance and waited for Georgie. Although she was conscious and alert, she still felt very dizzy, and her legs were weak.
To avoid another accident, Xyla leaned against the wall directly.
Stanley instantly reached out to hold her.
Although Xyla wanted to stop him, Georgie walked in before she could do so.
When Stanley saw Georgie, he gave her a polite nod.
Georgie nodded at him politely as well.
"You guys can chat. I'll head upstairs. Xyla has had a little too much to drink. Please look after her," Stanley said. "Sure," Georgie said and chuckled.
After that, Georgie put on a pair of slippers before grabbing hold of Xyla. "President Xyla, why did you drink so much?"
"It's the New Year's. A joyous occasion," Xyla said softly with a drunken voice that was inexplicably charming.
Stanley silently let go of Xyla and turned around to head upstairs.
Georgie carefully helped Xyla over to the couch in the living room before they both sat down.
Xyla naturally leaned her head against Georgie's shoulder. "Georgie, why did you suddenly come over to my place? Why aren't you at home with your parents?" Georgie frowned unhappily. "I'll spend time with them tonight. I'm here because there's something I need to tell you."
"What is it?" Xyla asked before quietly closing her eyes.
Georgie immediately explained what happened between her and Fred Thomson to Xyla.
After listening to her, Xyla's eyes widened instantly with shock and resentment. "What did you say? Is Fred Thomson that kind of person?"
Xyla would never have imagined Fred to be such a perverted scumbag.
She was so angry that she felt as if her internal organs were going to explode.
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"Yes... That's why we had a fall-out. President Xyla, if you wish to blame me, go ahead. I'm willing to take full responsibility," Georgie Clementine said.
"I know it wasn't a good idea to offend Fred Thomson... He has a strong background, but I... I just couldn't help it," Georgie added.
"Why should I blame you when you have done nothing wrong at all? If I was there, I would've hit him harder than you did," Xyla Quest said before subconsciously clenching her fists. Why was hell empty when demons roamed the world?
After picking up the laptop on her desk and booting it up, Xyla quickly tapped on the keyboard several times.
Very soon, she managed to hack into Fred's phone.
When Xyla saw two encrypted photo albums, she quickly opened one of them.
Immediately after that, all sorts of disgusting images came to sight.
There were photos of Fred doing unspeakable things to young girls, boys, and popular teenage celebrities from the entertainment industry.
In the pictures, the boys and girls seemed to be in pain. In fact, some of the bedsheets they were lying on were covered in blood.
Meanwhile, the teenage celebrities were all unconscious, and all of them had their eyes shut.
Xyla could recognize all their faces. She had seen them all on television.
One image after another came into sight, and Xyla felt as if each was a needle poking into her eyes.
Xyla's perception of perverts had turned upside down.
Everything she was now seeing made her feel goosebumps all over her body.
There were around twenty children and a dozen teenage celebrities in total in this photo album.
Likewise, Georgie saw everything clearly. She immediately clenched her fists tightly and looked at Xyla. "He really is a sadistic and heinous pervert. He has actually tortured so many children, and even male artistes...
"How many of these children were sent there by the company, and how many of them were forced to do this? They have suffered so much. I can only imagine how painful it was," Georgie added.
"Or rather, how many of them were tricked by him to be there? The teenage celebrities all seem unconscious. Could he have drugged them before raping them?" Georgie gritted her teeth toward the end of her sentence. She was extremely angry, but there was nowhere for her vent.
Xyla was so angry that she didn't want to speak at all. Her hand on the touchpad was shaking the whole time.
These images had thoroughly shocked her.
Xyla no longer wanted to continue looking at them, but she forced herself to open the other photo album.
In this album, there were short clips of him with the children and teenage celebrities.
Fred tortured each one of them in unthinkable ways, and Xyla felt nauseous just watching them.
However, Fred was unaffected by their responses. The more the children seemed to be in pain, the more excited he became.
In fact, blood could be seen in the videos.
Eventually, Xyla couldn't watch it anymore. She quickly turned off her laptop, placed her hands over her head, and closed her eyes tightly as she continued to take deep breaths.
In her mind, she wished she could cut the scumbag into a million pieces.
"A scumbag like him shouldn't live in this world! He's a piece of trash!" Xyla cursed loudly as she recalled the things she had just seen.
That man was a deranged psycho.
In fact, Xyla didn't dare to think about how these victims would feel when they thought of what happened to them.
This demon had left an indelible mark on everyone he affected.
From the number of videos he recorded, it was clear that Fred had been doing this for a long time but had never been caught.
Usually, when these things happened, victims would typically not speak up about it because they would become the laughing stock if the public found out.
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Any amateur would have chosen to keep their mouth shut upon coming across a situation like this, let alone those celebrities.
Due to the fact that everyone chose to keep quiet, those sickos became even more out of control.
However, she could also understand why they chose to keep silent.
As there were too many people in this world who had a sick mind. They would criticize the criminals and successively discriminate against the victims at the same time.
"Georgie, I want that man to spend the rest of his life in prison." Xyla Quest spewed out one word and another while trying hard to take in deep breaths, trying her best to suppress her anger.
If that scum stayed outside of prison for another day, it would add one more victim to the list.
Therefore, she must send him into prison and make sure that he will never, ever have the chance to walk free from it.
"But... he's got some influence... it's not like you don't know how powerful his dad and uncle are, ordinary people will stand no chance against them. Because of his background, those victims will never be brave enough to speak up." Worry shone in Georgie Clementine's eyes.
"I know how you feel but if you were to take him on without a plan, I'm afraid that not only we will not be able to touch him, it might affect X Entertainment as well, or worse the whole Quest family will be in big trouble because of you." Georgie continued.
"That's why I will not act rashly, I will think of a perfect solution." Then, Xyla gently tapped on the keyboard swiftly and copied everything in his album into her own laptop. "What are you planning to do?"
"We will find a way, a way that will keep his father's and uncle's mouth shut even when we are firing at him." Xyla's eyes were filled with confidence and determination. "Easier said than done." Georgie had her doubts.
"I will come out with a plan." Xyla replied with confidence.
"Are you planning to expose everything? If it is exposed, it would bruise the victims for the second time. People would not want this to be exposed. First off, they do not want to embarrass themselves again. Second, they are afraid of Fred Thomson's background." Georgie asked her.
"I'm not planning to expose this, and I will not contact the victims and ask them to testify either. What if someone who finally walked out from the past fell back into their misery just because I brought up the whole thing again? Wouldn't that turn me into a sinner?"
"I will work out something else but the prerequisite is, I need to settle those big shots behind him." Xyla spoke again.
"If you know what you're doing, you will have my support. But Xyla, don't do anything reckless, got it?" Georgie gently held Xyla's hands and reminded her with a serious look.
Xyla nodded gently, "Leave it to me."
At that very moment, countless ideas swarmed into her mind.
Georgie stayed all the way until evening before leaving.
After sending Georgie off, Xyla sat back onto her couch. She grabbed her laptop and started to encrypt the stuff that she copied and saved them into different locations.
At around six o'clock, Stanley Batton came downstairs.
Coincidentally, Xyla had just finished her work.
She put her laptop aside slowly. She frowned out of anger and leaned against the backrest of her couch. She wrapped her arms around her chest and rested with her eyes closed. Until now, she still could not get herself over with the videos and photos that she just saw.
She could not wait to tear Fred apart because of all the evil and sinister things that he had done.
***
The next morning, Xyla asked Sharon Lindt out early in the morning via WeChat.
She was planning to give Sharon the jewelry that she previously picked for her.
Sharon agreed to meet up at 10 a.m.
Therefore, she got off the bed quickly and started to prep herself.
She had plenty of time so she aesthetically took a nice milk bath with flower petals in her huge bathtub and put on a facial mask.
After she was done with everything, she did a light and delicate makeup. She tied up her hair into a high ponytail and changed into a set of light purple woolen clothes.
For her top, she was wearing an extremely short bolero. There was snowy white fox fur around the collar and the cuffs.
For the bottom, she wore a pleated skirt.
The outfit that she put on made her legs look leaner and longer. Overall, she looked just like a high school girl.
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She then put on her knee-high boots. Upon noticing that it was just about time to leave, she grabbed a white Hermès from her handbag shelf. She placed the jewelry that she bought for Sharon Lindt as well as her phone into it and prepared to leave.
Right at that moment, footsteps were heard from the room.
She calmly took a glance at the entrance of the cloakroom and then carefully put on her Chanel diamond earrings in front of the dressing mirror which was coated with gold and embedded with diamonds. "Five Batton, why didn't you knock before coming in? Is there any problem?" She asked.
However, there was no response from the outside.
She put on her other earring immediately. She then lifted her head and looked at the entrance.
At that very moment, two women dressed up in tight-fitting wear showed up right in front of her.
The sudden appearance of two strangers made her heart tremble.
She took a step back subconsciously. She was alert, "Who are you? How did you two get in here?"
This villa had an excellent security rating. It would be very difficult to open any of the doors without passwords or keys.
If anyone were to break in with brute force, it would trigger the smart alarm system built in the door and would set off the alarm.
As for the walls, there was also a separate alarm system installed in them. It was basically impossible for an ordinary person to get over them unnoticed.
Therefore, she was certain that these two women, who got in with ease even being unnoticed, were not any ordinary experts.
"Five Batton...Five Batton..." She shouted for help and reached for her mobile phone immediately. She wanted to call the police with her phone.
She was very worried that she might not be able to deal with these two women.
Her heart was beating faster and faster.
The duo looked at each other and snorted coldly. They then attacked her at the same time.
Xyla Quest striked back with all her might. However, she was no match for them and was pinned onto the floor eventually.
"Help...Five Batton..." She shouted out loud.
"We only came in after we made sure that there's no one else in your house," One of them, who was wearing leather tights, told her in an icy tone. The next second, she raised her hand and smacked Xyla on the back of her head.
Xyla blacked out and had no idea of what happened next.
***
By the time she opened her eyes again, she found out that she was in an extremely dark and small room.
The walls, ceilings and the floor were all made out of concrete. The space was especially narrow, she could not even see the door.
It looked like a secret chamber.
The lights were the most common incandescent lamps. The wattage was very low and the room was dimly lit.
She was tied onto a snowy white chair and right next to her, Georgie Clementine was there as well.
Just like her, Georgie was tied onto a chair as well. She was still unconscious and her head was hanging low.
A few men stood around her. They were all wearing black suits, black shirts and black leather shoes. They even had the same black buzzcut.
Her gut feeling told her that Fred Thomson was the one who targeted Georgie and her today.
"Are you all working for Fred Thomson?" Xyla asked coldly.
Right at that moment, the stone door slowly slid open.
Fred had a toothpick in his mouth and he walked in with a sinister smile, "Miss Xyla, you really are smart..."
After Xyla had an idea of the things that he had done, she gnashed her teeth in hatred when she saw his face at that time.
"Fred, what are you trying to do?" Xyla questioned him coldly.
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Fred Thomson kept the toothpick in his mouth and walked up to her. He pinched her chin with one hand, "I should be the one to ask, Miss Xyla. What are you trying to do now? My handphone was hacked yesterday and I found out that the hacker was you..."
Xyla Quest was stunned at that statement of his.
She totally did not expect that it was possible for her to get detected when she hacked into his phone.
It was okay to just get detected but he could even dig her out.
Her phone-hacking skills were considered one of the best. Ordinary people would totally be caught unaware of being hacked by her.
Even if they realized, it would be impossible for them to trace her true IP address. The reason behind was because she hid her IP address with layers upon layers of disguise and it was hard to crack. "And then, I ran a background check on you and guess what? I found out that you and Georgie Clementine are best friends. What? You're trying to screw me together with your BFF, aren't you?" Fred's face go colder and his eyes turned vicious. There was no hint of warmth on his face.
Once he was done talking, she grabbed Xyla by her chin and gritted his teeth, "Will I still be worthy to have 'Thomson' as my last name if I don't show you what I am made out of today?"
"Trying to get a hold of me and screw me, right? I will not give both of you the chance..." As soon as he said that, Fred took out a syringe out of his pocket and injected the contents into her right arm.
He was very rough. The severe pain froze her whole body and she cried in pain, "Ah..."
He only injected half of those into her.
Then, he took out the needle immediately and stabbed that directly into Georgie's right arm.
The pain woke Georgie up in an instant. She promptly opened her eyes and looked at Fred, "You... What are you trying to do?"
Early that morning, she was lying in her comfy bed when two men barged into her room and knocked her out instantly
When she opened her eyes again, she was already here.
At that time, she had already started to suspect that the two men were working for Fred. It turned out that he was really the one behind them.
"What am I trying to do? I'm fine with telling both of you. I want to record a video of you both getting turned on like two bitches and have sex with my Tibetan Mastiff."
"With this in my hands, I really want to see whether you two bitches, dare to expose me or not."
"I only had fun with a few kids and teenagers, didn't I? What does that have to do with you two? Why are you two such busybodies?"
"I have the money and the power. Even if I were to mess around with a toddler, it has nothing to do with the two of you. Who do you think you are? How dare you mess around with me?"
"Xyla, do you really think that the Quest family is all that great? You are nothing when compared to my family. Even your father will have to kneel before me and call me his daddy if he sees me."
Fred was spewing out word after word with a cold tone. He put on an extremely arrogant face.
These words frightened Xyla but angered her at the same time.
She knew exactly what Fred had injected into her body and she knew full well what was going to happen to her.
After he was done talking, he stabbed the syringe he was holding straight into Xyla's thigh.
That time, Fred used almost every ounce of strength he had.
As soon as the needle pierced through her skin, Xyla gave a blood-curdling scream immediately, "Ah... Fred, you animal! Let go of me!"
"Fred! Whatever you want to do, pick me! Don't you bully her. Kill or stab, you can do whatever you want to me but you must let her go!" Georgie yelled, her veins were popping out on her neck. "I will reap what I sow, it has nothing to do with Xyla."
"And the one who hacked into your phone, it was not Xyla, it was me. Xyla didn't even know what happened. I only borrowed her laptop when I was at her house."
Georgie made her statement clear and her eyes were filled with fury.
Xyla heard what she said and she was touched from the bottom of her heart.
A friend in need is a friend indeed.
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That was it.
"No, it's not the truth. I was the one who hacked into your phone. Georgie wanted to stop but I disagreed. Fred, you let go of Georgie. I will take all the responsibilities." Xyla Quest had a determined look on her face.
"Are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about?" Georgie Clementine was worried.
"Haha... what a lovely pair of sisters we have here. However, I don't care! I said both of you were on the same boat and that's the truth no matter how. I would rather blame innocent people than let any suspects escape..."
At that exact moment, both of them felt a burning sensation surging through their bodies.
It was a strong urge of desire which was channeling through their bodies and it was torturing them continuously.
Both of their faces flushed red.
Xyla felt extremely uncomfortable.
Her breathing was getting heavier and heavier.
Georgie, who was by her side, felt the same as well. She wanted to let it out but it was too embarrassing for her to do that. She bit her lips as hard as she could.
Xyla on the other hand, bit her lower lips and was hoping that the pain would help her to grab onto her sanity.
However, it was not enough.
Her sanity was breaking apart, little by little.
Prior to that, she was drugged with that chemical once before and she could feel that the one Fred got her was a little different from the last one she had.
This time, the effect of the drug was not as strong as the previous one.
When she got injected with that drug last time, she lost her sanity almost instantly. However, it was not the case for this time.
"Just moan all you want. Women are all bitches. No matter how gentle and elegant you guys look, you all are filthy on the inside."
"Xyla and Georgie, I hope that you both will enjoy the thrill being brought to you by these things!"
"There's only two of you and you tried to f*ck with me? Know your place! If I was that easy to be taken down, how would it be possible for me to still be alive and kicking?"
"For the record, it did not end well for everyone who tried to bring me down. I tortured every single one of them in the most inhumane way possible and I will not make an exception for the two of you." "Xyla, I will make sure that the Quest Group falls all because of you. As for you Georgie, I will make sure that X Entertainment falls because of you as well..."
Fred Thomson was talking like a mad man and when he got even more agitated, the more he spoke. In the end, he even laughed out loud.
He got excited just by witnessing the two of them getting tortured.
Xyla was struggling with all her might but it was not enough. She was tied and glued to the chair, she could not even move a finger. She wanted to yell at him but she was afraid.
She was afraid that as soon as she loosen up her clenched teeth, she might lose her sanity at a faster rate as the pain faded away.
The only thing she could do was to bite hard into her lower lips. Her teeth digged deep into the meat and she could taste blood. Still, she was not brave enough to loosen up her bite.
Desire and sanity were tearing her apart and they're slowly gaining the upper hand.
She knew that her doom was near...
She had a look around and there was no sign of life. It was impossible for anyone to come to their rescue.
She felt as if she and Georgie were people drowning in a vast ocean. They were getting tossed around by the strong current. Wave after wave, there was nothing they could do other than waiting for their death.
At that very moment, something flashed before her eyes. She recalled the time when she got kidnapped by Tom Sullivan. Five Batton came falling from the sky and saved her.
Chapter 320
Chapter 320
She badly hoped that the scene would happen again.
But she knew that it was not possible.
How could anyone be so lucky every single time?
Her sanity was getting weaker and weaker.....
She was about to go insane.
By her side, Georgie Clementine was feeling the same as well. She could not endure it anymore and indescribable sounds were starting to come out from her mouth. There were layers of perspiration on her forehead.
"Have a look at your friend. Just stop acting tough. Just let it out! Once you beg me, I will let my mastiffs in." Fred Thomson continued to film the two of them while being serious.
He was not satisfied by just standing there and filming. Therefore, he walked right in front of them and directed the camera straight at their faces. He wanted to capture everything, including the slightest change on their facial expression.
He was getting all excited and crazy at every scene.
Xyla Quest attempted to lift her leg and kick him hard but her legs were glued together. She totally could not move.
She was getting all stressed out as if she was a boiler that was about to explode.
After she got out from here, she would definitely make him pay!
By that time, she would drag him down even if that meant she might go down with him!
As she was clenching her teeth with more strength, there was bright red liquid oozing out from the corner of her lips.
Georgie was holding down as hard as she could. Before she lost her sanity completely, she was biting the inside of her lower lips with everything she had and kept stimulating herself with pain. Twenty minutes had passed but both of them were still holding on.
Fred could not wait for any longer. He grabbed a chair and sat down with his legs crossed. He gave his men a hand gesture, "Bring in the two mastiffs."
He had never expected that the two women could hold on for that long.
Those men of his got all excited as soon as they heard him.
Fred gave his order and one of his men rushed in immediately with two big and black Tibetan Mastiffs.
The two mastiffs' mouths were wide open and they looked ferocious. They did not have any teeth in their mouths.
The girls had blood in the corners of their mouths.
Once they smelled the scent, the two mastiffs got especially excited. They rushed towards the girls like crazy dogs.
Intense feeling of fear had taken over Xyla's mind, her tears started to roll down uncontrollably. She desperately tried to get up but she got kicked back down again once she got up. The next second, a mastiff came to her side and ruthlessly bit on her calf.
The mastiff's teeth were all extracted but its bite still caused pain.
"Fred, you will go to hell!" Xyla screamed out loud. Pain caused her face to distort and her body was covered with layers of cold sweat.
Compared to the pain, she was more afraid of the cruel and pervert things that were going to happen which Fred looked forward to.
What should she do...
What on Earth should she do?
If she was really taken hold by the mastiff, she would rather die.
Fred approached her and filmed her from above.
At that crucial moment, the pistol which was on Fred's waist dropped and coincidentally, landed on the back of her hand.
At the same time, the mastiff climbed onto her swiftly.
She grabbed onto the pistol immediately, loaded it and shot the mastiff right in its head.
"Bang..." With the sound and the bullet, it was a headshot and blood spurted everywhere. The mastiff collapsed.
The very next second, she pointed the gun at her left shoulder and pulled the trigger without a second thought.
The pain as if her bones were shattered totally woke her up and she once again had control over herself. The strong desire in her was washed away instantly.
At this time, Fred's men attempted to pull out their guns together.
Between the split second when they lowered their heads, she reached out her long arm and grabbed Fred by his necktie. She dragged him into her arms and pointed the gun straight at his carotid artery. The whole event did not even take up one second.