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Chapter 76 You Haven't Learned Your Lesson

Chapter 76 You Haven't Learned Your Lesson

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After finishing their meal, Jonathan instructed Sebastian to rest while he descended to the ground floor.

As soon as he wheeled his wheelchair out of the elevator, a tall figure in a black suit approached and pushed the

wheelchair. Jonathan and the mysterious figure entered a black SUV parked nearby.

After closing the car door, the vehicle swiftly drove toward the outskirts of the city.

The atmosphere inside the car was incredibly quiet.

After Jonathan finished reading the information, he set aside the few thin sheets of paper. closing his eyes and

leaning against the leather seat leisurely.

With distinct finger bones, he caressed the jade bracelet on his wrist, then asked in a gentle voice, “How long

has she been imprisoned?”

Simon replied, “Until now, she has been locked up for an entire day.”

Not only was she confined for a full day, but she didn’t have a single drop of water either. The methods imposed

on her were simply unbearable for a young, inexperienced girl in her teens. If this had continued for another day,

her mental state would likely have collapsed.

Jonathan made a sound of acknowledgment and then remained silent with his eyes closed.

He didn’t make a move, and no one else dared to act rashly, afraid of disturbing Jonathan's

rest.

The car stopped at a plain house on the outskirts of the city. It appeared very ordinary, no different from a typical

rural house.

However, inside, it was an entirely different world.

Upon entering, Simon opened an iron door. Instantly, the cold and damp stickiness inside. spread out.

Simon furrowed his brow slightly and glanced at Jonathan's legs. He took the blanket from his subordinate and

carefully draped it over Jonathan's legs. “It’s cold inside. Be careful not to

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catch a cold.”

Then, he pushed the wheelchair and proceeded inside.

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As soon as they entered, a chill enveloped them. It was a freezer, with wild boar meat hanging and freezing all

around.

In the center, a teenage girl had her hands bound and was suspended upside down.

Above her, an inverted mineral water bottle was placed with a hole in the cap. Every few seconds, a drop of

water would fall, landing directly on the girl's face and body.

Upon hearing the sound, Linda cried hoarsely, her spirit on the verge of collapse. “Please, letgo. | was wrong.

| know | was wrong.”

Linda had her eyes covered and couldn't see anyone or know how many people were present.

These individuals didn’t physically harm her, not even with a touch. Instead, they suspended her in the freezing

cold freezer for an unknown period of time. She beccold and hungry.

Her shoes had been taken off, and she stood barefoot on the icy cement floor, unable to bear the cold. She could

only lift her feet off the ground and curl up, allowing the rope to suspend her.

But soon, the rope began cutting into her wrists, causing her to bleed. The rough texture of

inflicted excruciating pain with the slightest touch.

the

rope

She placed her feet back on the ground to alleviate the pain in her wrists, but soon, the freezing coldness made

her feet numb. She could hardly feel anything anymore.

She feared that her feet would freeze and damage her nerves, and if they froze completely, she would have to

undergo amputation.

Repeatedly, her wrists dripped with blood, and her feet grew completely numb.

Moreover, this place was already cold, and there was a bottle of water continuously dripping on top of her head.

She longed to sleep but couldn't, her wet clothes clinging to her body: she truly couldn't endure it any longer.

“Why target Angela?” Jonathan raised his eyes slightly, seemingly as cold as the moon, but beneath his piercing

gaze, there was a hint of wickedness.

Finally, someone spoke. Linda trembled in fear. Then suddenly, hatred surged from her heart. “Are you doing this

for Angela? Who are you?”

They are indeed afterbecause of Angela. Could they be Angela’s brothers?

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Jonathan sneered, “It seems you haven't learned your lesson yet?

As the man spoke, Simon observed his words and actions. Having followed Jonathan for several years, Simon

understood his meaning without needing to be told.

Simon picked up the large bottle of mineral water from the ground, unscrewed the cap, and poured it directly

onto Linda, drenching her thorough

Then, he instructed someone to bring a hairdryer from outside and set it to the highest power, blowing it at

Linda.

In just a few seconds, Linda, already on the brink of death, felt as if she had plunged into ice water. Her whole

body trembled uncontrollably, and her thro was so hoarse that she couldn't even speak.

“I... I will tell you...” Linda cried, tears streaming down her face. “My dad went bankrupt, and | ended up in this

situation all because of Angela. That's why | sought revenge on Angela, followed her to the library, and took

advantage of her being alone in the restroom. | just wanted to teach her a lesson. | didn’t dare to kill anyone.”

Terrified, Linda couldn't bear their cruel methods for even a second and just wanted to escape as soon as

possible. Being caught by the police would be better than being in the hands of them.

“Angela is just a student. What ability does she have to get hold of your dad's secrets? Why suspect Angela?”

Jonathan furrowed his brows, his voice low.

While crying, Linda’s mind was also in chaos, saying whatever cto her mind.

“I have a grudge against Angela. Besides, as soon as things happened to my dad, Angela knew about it. She

remindedand toldthat my dad was embezzling public funds in the Rosadale project and was under

investigation. If it wasn’t for her, how could she know so clearly? The anonymous informant must be Angela!”

The more she said, the more convinced Linda became. That day at the milk tea shop, she had a

who reminded her. Then, the news about her dad

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was featured on TV.

Angela knows about the news before anyone else. If it isn’t Angela, then who else could it be?

Jonathan asked calmly, “Who told you that the person behind it was an anonymous informant?”

Mark was just a scapegoat. The Rosadale project had already been targeted by someone. Only when Mark fell

could this loophole be exposed, involving others. The chain of evidence had

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already been organized by someone and sent to the prosecutor’s office. There was no such thing as an

anonymous informant.

Linda shivered, and her mind bechazy. After thinking for a while, she finally

remembered and stammered, “It... it was Fanny. She toldthat someone had anonymously reported it, so...”

So, she immediately suspected Angela.

Jonathan raised his slender fingers, and the knife in Simon's hand flew out, cutting the rope. Linda's legs gave

way, and she fell to the ground with a thud, lying limp and powerless on the cold floor. She only saw a pair of

shiny leather shoes stepping on the pedal of the wheelchair, gleaming with a cold light.

Then Jonathan turned the wheelchair and left.

His subordinates brought a warm towel, and Jonathan carefully wiped his hands before throwing the towel on the

ground.

“Stay here. Call the police at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and watch them take the person away before you

leave.”

Simon nodded. “Understood.”

With the assistance of his men, Jonathan got into the car.

He took out a lighter, burned a few pieces of paper, and threw them into the ashtray.

Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, we finally find something on Fanny. At eighteen or nineteen years

old, she can kill without shedding blood; her thoughts are too malicious.

Upon watching Jonathan's figure getting into the car, Simon blinked. Angela almost becMr. Lawson's sister-

in-law. Being seven years younger than him, and now he cares so much about her... Are we about to have a new

Mrs. Lawson?