Chapter 110


    Half an hourter, Abel leaned back on his chair in his private interrogation room and rested his legs on


    the table.


    In front of him, Cristopher sat cowering on the wet floor.


    He had passed out twice from the beatings, and the bodyguards sshed water on him to wake him


    up.


    Everyone knew one would suffer a horrifying end when they fell into Abel''s hands, but Cristopher did


    not waver from his story. He said he saw na lying naked and unconscious on the bed, and he could


    not hold back his desires…


    Cristopher knew that it was better to save na than to confess that they had an affair.


    Once na married Abel, she would reward him for everything he suffered today.


    I''m risking my life for you, na!


    "Ms. Lane passed out on the bed, and you know, I can''t possibly resist the temptation… I took off my


    pants and did it there and then… Ms. Lane doesn''t know anything about it. It''s all my fault. She''s a


    victim. If you have to punish someone, you can punish me…"


    "My reputation suffered for so long because of you! Tell me, how do you want to die?" Abel roared


    angrily.


    Cristopher fell to his knees. "Mr. Ryker, everyone saw you drag me away from theboratory. It won''t


    look good on you if I died. You wouldn''t want to ruin the reputation of your family, right?"


    "I can make you wish you were dead!" Abel mmed the table. "Beat him up again!"


    "Mr. Ryker!" Cristopher crawled toward Abel. "If I had known you had feelings for Ms. Lane, I''d rather


    chop off my member thany a finger on her! Please spare my worthless life, Mr. Ryker…"


    "Who told you I had feelings for na?"


    "Don''t you?"


    "Of course not!"


    "Then there''s no point torturing me any further, isn''t it? I promise I won''t do it again, alright?" Cristopher


    lay prostrate on the floor.


    Abel smirked. "Tch, you sly fox! Luca, throw him out of Struyria and make sure I don''t see him ever


    again!"


    Abel was incredibly frustrated as he left the interrogation room.


    His original n was to wait until na gave birth to the child and prove to the whole of Struyria that


    the child was not his.


    Things had gone horribly wrong. Not only had na saved his life, but it was also shown that


    Cristopher had vited na because of him.


    She was a victim in the entire ordeal, and Abel was the reason for her suffering.


    How was he going to face her from now on?


    There were certain things he could not say.


    He could not tell Struyria that na had been vited by someone else and that the baby was not his.


    That would make him seem like a scumbag.


    Argh! This is bullsh*t! Abel punched the wall hard.


    Paint kes fell off the whitewashed wall of the underground parking lot, and faint bits of blood could be


    seen where Abel had punched the wall.


    "Don''t hurt yourself, Mr. Ryker. You can release your anger on me," Luca said.


    "How many punches can you take?" Abel asked coldly.


    "… Not many!"


    "Go to the Imperial Pce with me."


    "The Imperial Pce?" Luca thought he had misheard.


    He could never expect Abel would want to willingly go to that chaotic ce.


    "I want to have a drink."


    "Yes, Mr. Ryker!" Luca quickly went to get the car.


    Abel did not have a habit of drinking. He must be feeling incredibly frustrated now.


    A drink once in a while is fine. It''s better than keeping it all inside, I guess.


    Abel did not request a private room at the Imperial Pce. He sat at the bar counter and ordered a


    ss of beer.


    Luca sat next to him and watched him chug ss after ss.


    Several bodyguards were patrolling behind Abel and Luca.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Two "princesses" in mboyant clothing came over to Abel and asked, "Hey! Do you want some


    company? There''s no charge!"


    Luca frowned. "There''s no charge?"