Ex-Husband Goes Money Comes By Yvone Zabielski Chapter 32


    Chapter 32 She Won’t Let Herself Suffer


    After seeing who it was, Brenton widened his eyes in fear.


    “Mr. Caffrey… why are you here?”


    Ondo’s face was frighteningly dark, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He tightened his grip on


    Brenton’s cor. “Which private room is she in? What are you doing to her?”


    Brenton was freaked out by Ondo’s terrifying gaze. His lips trembled, and he confessed everything


    Pa’s face turned pale in fear. She was quietly looking for an opportunity to slip away.


    Yet Lawson, who had just rushed over, immediately stopped her.


    Ondo handed both of them to Lawson. “Tie them up, find a room and lock them up. I’ll handle them


    later.”


    With that, he ran to the private room with a vicious aura.


    He had a bad feeling.


    Brenton said that Vi had already drunk the red wine with the drug. It had already been fifteen


    minutes. Maybe she had already been…


    His scarlet eyes gradually filled with killing intent.


    He pushed open the door to the room.


    The first thing he saw was a bloody mess. The blood extended all the way to the small bathroom in


    the room.


    In the bathroom, the voices of men were constantly heard.


    Two men!


    Ondo was furious. He strode towards the bathroom, but he nced at a figure nearby.


    He took a closer look.


    It was Vi!


    She had light makeup on her face, and she was leaning elegantly on the chair. Her slender fingers


    tapped on the broken legs of the stool beside her hand.


    There were a few screws on the legs of the stool. Blood was falling to the ground. There must have


    been a fierce battle.


    Ondo carefully sized her up.


    “Are you … really alright?”


    What? Me? Caffrey, are you disappointed to see that I am fine?” Vi tilted her head and smiled


    yfully.


    Of course not.


    Just as he was about to retort, Vi added, “But Mr. Caffrey, you got the information quickly. Are you


    here to watch the show?”


    “What?”


    Ondo was confused.


    The door of the bathroom suddenly opened, and two men wriggled towards them.


    He took a closer look.


    They were two men who had been harshly beaten.


    One of them had a frighteningly swollen face. He seemed to have been drugged. His hands covered


    his groin, blood flowing out from between his fingers. He looked painful.


    The other person covered his back in grief. His face was also stained with blood. He was suffering so


    much pain that his face was distorted.


    Ondo was slightly startled, but he heaved a sigh of relief.


    Last time, he found out that Vi was good at fighting.


    He should have known that she would not let herself suffer.


    Rodrigo and Jagger crawled to Vi and knelt down a few steps away from her. Then, they began to


    cry.


    “Ms. Zumthor, it’s all Brenton and Pa’s fault. Those two bastards urged me to do it! I was forced!”


    “Yes, yes! We are sorry. Please let us go. We won’t do it again….”


    Vi sneered as she took out her phone and opened the information about them that she had asked


    people to gather.


    “Rodrigo Owlton, the director of Glory Group, has a peculiar taste. He likes to torture women. Many


    women, famous and non-famous, have been abused by him. He has five lives on his hands.


    “Jagger Heatley, the director of Glory Group, goes even further, with 11 lives on his hands. Tell me,


    should I let you guys off easily?”


    After hearing her words, the two cried even more bitterly.


    Their legs were shaking terribly.


    “Ms, Zuinthor, please spare us. We know we did something bad. We swear that we won’t do it again.


    God will punish us.”


    Vi gracefully poured a ss of red wine and shook it in her hand.


    “Well, since you know your mistake, then send the video that was recorded in the bathroom to Twitter,


    announce your crimes, and apologize to the victims. You must tell the public how bad you are! How


    infuriating your crimes are!”


    When the two of them heard this, their expressions changed.


    Jagger shook his head. “No… no! This way, I will be removed from the board of directors. The whole


    nation will spit at me, and the police will arrest me. I will die!”


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    “Ms. Zumthor, please forgive us. We will do whatever you ask!” Rodrigo echoed.


    If they got convicted, they would be beaten and humiliated by the other prisoners in prison before the


    death penalty. Just thinking about it made them scared…


    Ondo stood quietly by the side and listened with a slight smile.


    Vi was straightforward, fierce, and ruthless. She had many ways to punish them.


    It was simr to his style of doing things.


    Without waiting for Vi to speak, his dark eyes swept over the two people on the ground. “Do as Ms.


    Zumthor says.”


    The two of them looked at him in a humble manner.


    Before they begged for mercy, Ondo continued, “Or do you want to be taken away by me and have a


    taste of my torture?”


    Vi was confused.


    Being threatened, the two people trembled.


    They had heard of Ondo’s methods of dealing with people. He would make them wish they were


    dead.


    He would probably peel them alive.


    The two were even more afraid.


    “We’ll do it! We’ll do it right away!”


    The two shook their hands and posted the tweet under Vi’s cold gaze.


    Seeing that things were almost done, Vi rubbed her wrist, got up, and left the room without even


    looking at Ondo.


    Ondo called Lawson and followed her out.


    Only Rodrigo and Jagger were left in the room, snuggling against each other, wailing in despair.


    In less than five minutes, things went viral on the Inte.


    Lawson informed the police to arrest them. Soon, they were taken away by the police,


    They didn’t even have time to see how people scolded them on the Inte before they were carried


    out of the restaurant by the police. They cried to the point of copse.


    Vi walked quickly. Ondo failed to catch up.


    He searched all the way from the restaurant and finally saw Vi at the entrance of the restaurant.


    It was already dark, but the lights at the entrance of the restaurant were bright.


    He saw Vi lowering her head, her gaze satisfied as she looked at the man squatting by her feet,


    gently rubbing her sore legs.


    Russell looked up lovingly, “Does it hurt? If you want to hit someone next time, let me know in advance.


    Why do you have to do it yourself?”


    Vi chuckled, “It’s been a long time since I hit someone, and I’m out of practice. This time, I’ve


    exercised enough, which is quite refreshing.”


    Ondo was stunned on the spot.


    He was hurt by what he saw.


    Russell finished massaging her calf. Then he took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around her. Then


    they went into the car.


    When Russell closed the car door, he turned around and stared at Ondo, his cold gaze sending the


    message of warning.


    Then, the Rolls-Royce left.


    Ondo stared in the direction in which they left with a mixed feeling.


    The scene of Russell massaging Vi’s calf shed in front of his eyes. He could not let it go for a long


    time.


    Lawson came out of the restaurant and saw Ondo standing alone in a daze, thinking about


    something


    “Mr. Caffrey?”


    “What is it?” Ondo returned to his senses, his gaze still cold.


    “Rodrigo and Jagger have been taken away. As for Brenton and Pa, how do you n to deal with


    them?”


    He pondered for a moment, and that scene shed before his eyes once more. His tone was icy. “Let


    them go.”


    “Let them go?”


    Lawson was stunned. He had taken a lot of effort dragging them into the room.