Rogue

Chapter 127

Sering what was happening to Presley, Hasan and John were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their bodies menibled violently. They even forgot to breathe. They knew they would face the same torture!

John beske down and cried, “Please let me die. I don’t want you to let me go. Just kill me!”

Hasan begged in tears, John is the real culprit! Just torment hirn and kill me!”

Dexter calmly took a sip of coffee and looked up at them coldly Did my sister beg yott back then?”

They shuddered, their despair deepening.

John cried and said, “I’m sorry. I know I was wrong. I apologize to your sister. I will pray for her in my next life. Please spare

me

Hasan said, “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have harmed your sister, but I was immature and let my emotions get the best of me…” Dexter’s eyes fell on Hasan as he mocked, “Immature? I think you were quite imaginative, coming up with so many perverse ideas. I’ve always wondered what your brain looks like, given the many twisted ideas it seems to contain.”

Hasan felt a shiver down his spine and had a bad feeling.

Dexter said, “Let’s take this opportunity to see what your brain really looks like.”

Before Hasan could grasp what Dexter meant, he saw two bodyguards approaching with a hand–held electric cutter.

He suddenly realized what was about to happen. His eyes widened in terror, his face turned pale, and his body shook violently.

“No… Don’t…” He screamed at the top of his lungs.

Even Presley, who was being tortured to the point of wishing for death, was trembling in fear.

John was so terrified that he lost control of his bowels and bladder, and others forced him to eat his own excrement.

Dexter sat back in his chair, thought for a moment, and said, “You’ve been tormenting female contestants behind the scenes, so you must really enjoy that sort of thing. Since you like it so much, let’s make sure you get plenty of it today. John came up with the idea, didn’t he? So today, he gets to be the target. You can give him the full treatment. Use all the methods you’ve used on other girls. If you hold back, I’ll make sure your suffering is worse than Presley’s and John’s.”

Dexter’s nonchalant words frightened everyone.

They dared not object and could only brace themselves to do as they were told.

Several bodyguards walked over and took charge of Hasan and Presley, allowing the eight people to have their way with John.

Those people applied all the torturous methods used on other female contestants to John.

John was suffering intensely. His mouth was gagged, so he was unable to scream. All he could do was cry in pain, endure the torment in despair, and hope for a swift death. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

He thought, ‘Evangeline and Dexter are so cruel. Although I tortured their sister and other female contestants and hurt some Clusia competitors, I was lenient enough to spare their lives; they were only left with minor disabilities. But now, Evangeline and Dexter are torturing me mercilessly, ruining my dignity. They have gone too far!

John’s resentment was fleeting; his mind was soon filled with unending pain, and there was no room for other thoughts. He

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Chapter 122

wished I could de

He thought. Why didn’t I just kill myself right after the show? Why did I try to escape? I have already witnessed wangeline’s cruelty through the live broadcasts. Jeffrey was tortured horribly in the show, dying only after immense suffering I should have ended my life ser escaping, to avoid such torture. Now, Iain just like Jeffrey caught in a situation where I can neither escape nor die

He deeply regretted his decisions. But regret couldn’t undo his e. He could only endure endless pain and long, for death to come quickly.

Evangeline rode the white tiger to the seaside, and the tiger moved slowly along the shore.

She looked at the shimmering sea with a heavy heart, feeling suffocated by her emotions.

Revenge wasn’t as satisfying as she had imagined.

Seeing the despicable men suffer only reminded her of Naomi’s bumiliation, leaving her heartbroken.

Even though the tortures inflicted on those men were harsher than what Naomi had endured, it still felt insufficient–no amount of torture or revenge could ever case the pain in her heart.

Those heinous animals didn’t deserve to be compared to Naomi,

Naomi had done nothing wrong; she was innocent and should never have faced any humiliation. Yet, she had suffered such cruel blows, and her whole life was ruined.

Those villains, who had committed countless atrocities, deserved to be torn to pieces a thousand times over!

Their deaths would never compensate for the harm done to Naomi.

Evangeline jumped off the white tiger and waded into the sea, immersing herself completely in the water to numb her inner pain with suffocating discomfort.

The white tiger restlessly paced back and forth along the shore and roared in distress when it saw that she hadn’t surfaced for a long time.

Having been bitten by a crocodile before, it had developed a fear of water and dared not enter. It could only anxiously roar from the shore.

After a long time without seeing any sign of Evangeline surfacing, the white tiger grew increasingly anxious, fearing she might have drowned.

It howled and dug at the sand before quickly running into the sea.

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