Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra thought she was done for.

The reality was pretty much the same, Moore Howard was furious at her betrayal and slapped her across the face, there was no way Blanche Capra could fight back, her hands were tied and she didn’t even have the strength to stand up before the drugs wore off.

Moore Howard slaps her several times in a row, still not feeling relieved, he kicks her hard, Blanche Capra’s chest takes a huge hit and she is knocked down, Moore Howard puts his foot on her chest and looks at her with a blank expression.

“How does it feel to be treated like that by me?”

“Does it hurt!”

Blanche Capra doesn’t answer, she’s even more stubborn than usual at times like this, letting Moore Howard beat and scold her all he wants, she doesn’t say a word and refuses to look at Moore Howard.

She couldn’t resist now anyway, so do whatever he wanted.

Don’t expect her to get on her knees and beg for mercy.

It was this contemptuous attitude of hers that made Moore Howard even more angry, and the words he said all seemed to come out of his chest, agitated and angry, his suppressed tone suffocating.

“You bitch, thanks to me trusting you so much, how dare you lie to me!” With that said, his fire flared and he kicked Blanche Capra again, who was just now sitting up, barely holding on.

The distinctive odor of blood was in her mouth, emanating from her throat.

Blanche Capra spat on the floor, and the spit was blood red.

She should have given Moore Howard a kick in the gut.

So what, Moore Howard, still as brutal as ever, proceeded to berate her, “My plan was so close to succeeding, and because of your betrayal, it’s all ruined now, and how you’re going to pay me back!”

He grabs Blanche Capra by her long hair and forces her to look at him squarely.

Blanche Capra’s eyes were bloodshot, her face was as pale as paper, and the blood running down from the broken corner of her mouth had drained away.

She looked like a vampire, but now she was nothing more than a sheep tackled by a wolf, weak and defenseless.

Even if Moore Howard held her head in his hands and asked her to admit she was wrong and bow down to him from now on, she wouldn’t agree.

Moore Howard can dream.

Called names and made to sound as if she was unforgivable, Blanche Capra’s attitude remained the same – no resistance and no weakness.

Only when Moore Howard questioned why she betrayed her did Blanche Capra finally lose her inner rage and sneer, “Is it my fault? Obviously it was you who deceived me in the first place, didn’t you fake so many false truths? Even if I’m the bad guy, I can only say the same to each other.”

No one was any better.

Unexpectedly, her attitude still didn’t soften, but instead became even worse. Moore Howard, in a fit of anger, directly kicked her hard at her wound, that is, her abdomen.

The pain was indescribable, as if she had been gouged out and then had salt poured into the wound. Blanche Capra twisted into a ball on the floor, like a baby in swaddling clothes, and curled up.

Gradually, she stopped moving, just gasping for air, suffering in silence.

Moore Howard walked over to her and stomped on her head, “Let’s see if you dare to go against me again.”

Her loose hair spread out on the floor like the veins of a human body.

…

Shortly after Blanche Capra disappeared, York Charlie received a call from his driver, “The missus is gone!”

“Didn’t I tell you to keep an eye on her?!”

“Yes, but …” The driver watched as the entire infirmary fell to the floor or slumped over the table, only Blanche Capra was nowhere to be seen, “I don’t know what’s going on. ”

He’d been out there watching all the people coming in and out of the infirmary, and hadn’t noticed anything wrong.

Little did he realize that Blanche Capra was just being wheeled out right in front of his eyes.

“Never mind, there’s no use talking about this now, just go back.” York Charlie calmed down, he didn’t want to waste a little more time on meaningless things.

Hanging up the phone, York Charlie immediately called for his men to search the country for Blanche Capra, or rather, Moore Howard, the two of them must be together by now.

Blanche Capra must have been kidnapped by Moore Howard; York Charlie had long been familiar with Moore Howard’s tricks.

He just didn’t realize Moore Howard was that good at pestering.

“Damn.”

York Charlie slammed the table so hard it startled the secretary who was called over, “President Charlie, what do you want to see me about.”

“Contact Lorcan George, tell him it’s not business it’s personal, and tell him to come right over.”

“Okay.”

Half an hour later, Lorcan George hadn’t even sat down for a hot cup of tea when York Charlie broke the news of Blanche Capra’s kidnapping to him, and he reacted with the same shock.

Needless to say, it was Moore Howard again.

“I’m going to kill him!” Lorcan George turned his head to leave when York Charlie called out to him, “If you only knew where Moore Howard is right now, it would make everything better.”

Lorcan George didn’t know, he just said that on impulse.

“So what now?”

“You have more contact with Moore Howard, contact everyone who has worked with Moore Howard, you can always ask about Moore Howard’s whereabouts.”

York Charlie just couldn’t believe that Moore Howard running these things wouldn’t leak a little bit of information.

Lorcan George nodded and he had just turned around when the office door opened and the secretary alerted, “Ms. Shireen Miller would like to see you, she says she knows where Moore Howard is staying right now.”

“Send her in at once!”

Shireen Miller had happened to hear about it from a guest at work, a guest who had been helping Moore Howard recently and so had been in and out of his place a lot, and who had had a hand in the kidnapping of Blanche Capra.

“I snuck it down so you guys can try to find it.”

Shireen Miller handed York Charlie a crumpled up piece of paper, she also warned, “Moore Howard is the kind of guy who’s going to turn on you the more you push him, you’d better not provoke him or Blanche Capra will be the one who gets hurt.”

York Charlie and Lorcan George were both a little disbelieving that Shireen Miller was actually willing to help Blanche Capra, and Shireen Miller knew they would be skeptical, after all, they had been bitter rivals before.

“I’ve been in a lot of trouble since I was kicked out of THE Miller family, Blanche Capra went out of her way to help me, and now that she’s in trouble, I can’t just sit back and do nothing.”

Shireen Miller’s attitude was sincere, and the information she provided would not be detrimental to York Charlie, who immediately sent someone over to Moore Howard and the others.

He’d been up all night worrying about Blanche Capra, and lying in her place, with the scent of her hair permeating his nose, his sensitive nerves hadn’t been soothed by it, but rather missed it more and more.

He missed her, and he feared her.

Blanche Capra was still wounded, would she make it?

…

Moore Howard senses danger approaching him once more.

With York Charlie’s power, he’ll find this place soon enough, so he can’t stay here for long.

Moore Howard chose the location near the docks so that he could take Blanche Capra out to sea and escape, just in case.

Blanche Capra was curled up on the ground, covered in wounds, and looked like she was dying.

Moore Howard, of course, would not let her die, and fed her three times a day, and when Blanche Capra refused, he pried her mouth open and shoved the food in.

These days are worse than death for Blanche Capra, and she’s in so much pain that she’s numb.

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