Chapter 227 Did You Care About My Feelings


    "Don''t be silly. We''ll talk about itter at home, but now we have something to take care of." He made


    clear his thoughts forthright, without holding back anything. Likewise, he hoped she would do the same.


    But frankly speaking, Samuel was sad at the thought of the child.


    E caught sight of the slight tinge of anguish in his eyes, but she wasn''t sure whether what she had


    seen was correct. She rubbed her eyes to confirm, while Samuel''s countenance recovered to the way it


    had always been.


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    Had she overthought it?


    "What are you thinking?" He asked, with a stern and serious look.


    "Nothing. We can talkter. Let''s deal with Catherine first." The two walked towards a presidential suite,


    outside of which two bodyguards in ck suits stood guard.


    When Samuel arrived, they opened the door.


    "Mr. Shao, she''s in the room."


    Samuel nodded and walked in, hand in hand, with E.


    In the room.


    A woman was tied up in the chair, mouth covered by tape.


    The five bodyguards in the room were staring at her, without blinking, in case she yed tricks.


    Catherine looked at Samuel beseechingly.


    Samuel disregarded her and said to E, "Go. She''s at your disposal." With that, he released her


    hands and took E''s handbag from her hands. E had free reign to do whatever she wanted to with


    Catherine.


    Seeing the panic in Catherine''s eyes, E smiled wickedly, approaching her slowly, stopping right in


    front of her.


    E mercilessly ripped the tape from her mouth.


    Catherine yelped in pain and cursed inside, ''Son of bitch!''


    She appeared delicate and fragile. "Why did you bring me here, Samuel?"


    Catherine asked knowingly, but continued to pretend to be oblivious.


    However, Samuel fished out a cigarette from his pocket, without even looking at her.


    All he thought about was that E had a child with another man. He had no interest with any other


    business.


    "It''s pity you''re not an actor."


    As the room was hot and stuffy, E took off her jacket and passed it to Samuel, Who was smoking in


    frustration.


    "What do you mean, E?" When seeing E''s gloating face, all she wanted was to punch the smile out


    of her face but she feigned calmness.


    As for her question, E didn''t answer as she knew Catherine was pretending to be dumb.


    "Take off her jacket and tie her up again." Catherine wore a deep purple overcoat, and became


    frightened, looking at her in fear.


    "What are you going to do to me?


    What do you think I could possibly tell you?" Catherine''s expression turned dark.


    Samuel smiled. During the long period they had been together, this was the first time he was going to


    see E''s dark side.


    One of the bodyguards did as E asked, agily, despite Catherine''s violent resistance.


    "Do you have a knife?" The bodyguard nodded, handing a Swiss Army Knife to her.


    "The de is sharp. Be careful, Miss Bo."


    "Okay, thanks." As E drew out the dagger, the de reflected a strong dazzling light.


    It was indeed sharp, exactly what she was looking for.


    E had Catherine''s legs and feet tied up so tightly that she couldn''t move.


    In this way, the knife couldn''t hurt E.


    "What are you doing, E Bo?" With the de flickering before her, she dared not move, her voice


    shaking.


    Catherine only wore a thin ck woolen base shirt which would made E''s work easier.


    E slightly cut her base shirt.


    Catherine shrieked, the anticipation frying her nerves.


    E shut her up again with the tape and continued to cut her clothes.


    Catherine knew how sharp the de was, so she kept still and let E do whatever she wanted.


    In the end, E stopped and admired her work contently.


    The bodyguards tried hard to refrain themselves fromughing.


    Catherine''s clothes were a total mess, with holes and cuts.


    As Samuel looked up, E''s lips pursed and she addressed him, "You''re not allowed to see my work!"


    But it was toote as he had already seen it. Samuel became amused.


    He decided to distract himself with his phone.


    E continued to cut her clothes.


    More and more pieces of clothing, fell to the floor.


    Catherine''s eyes were blood-shot, ashamed of being exposed to many men.


    "You must be sick, embassed and angry by now. Am I right?" E asked, fiddling the knife in the air.


    The lights reflected from the de dazzled Catherine''s eyes. She closed her eyes and nodded.


    "When you hired those men to rape me, did you think about my feelings?" Her hands paused suddenly.


    She looked at the trembling Catherine with acute eyes.


    Catherine was petrified. They knew.


    It must have been the stupid Amber that sold her out.


    "Throw her jeans away." Eyes bulged, Catherine shook her hands violently.


    She couldn''t bear it. She wanted them to get off her and to stop it!


    With her mouth covered, she couldn''t utter a word but sob, tears rolling down her cheeks.


    But no one came to save or spare her. Samuel lowered his head, staring at his phone.


    All of sudden, he stood up and dialed the room service number. "Send me some pepper! I want the


    hottest."


    After he hung up, he went back to his seat and continued to peruse his phone.


    E looked at him in confusion, wondering what he wanted to do.


    Catherine was almost naked by this point.


    Even though the room was silent, E could hear the men''s elerating breathing.


    She looked back and asked Samuel, "Are they here?"


    "Yes, how many do you want?" Samuel stared at the photo of the little girl. It was just a view of her


    back, but he just couldn''t stop staring at her.