Novel Name : Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap Chapter 582 Which Hand Did You Use to Touch Her?

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“Who was the witness?” Boyce asked.

John’s face went pale out of fear. He swallowed his saliva, “I…I’ll tell you everything. Don’t kill me.”

Armand stopped. He wasn’t going to let him go, but instead, he needed to hear what John said first.

Armand sneered, “Tell. But keep in mind, I will let you die in misery if I found out that you’re lying.”

John said, “I won’t. I won’t. I’ll tell you the whole story, but can you let me go if you told you?”

“I will let you out of here,” said Armand.

John took a breath of relief. There’ll be hope as long as he got out of this place. These people were

crazy. John was so scared that he would die here. He told Armand everything without overthinking, “I

wanted to rape her at first. She was pretty and she took advantage of me. She was initially friendly to

me, so I thought she would want to sleep with me. But she attacked me with the candlestick after I

untie the ropes for her. See, these wounds came from her. I didn’t rape her. For real. I’ve told you

everything. Can you let me go now?”

Armand was amused, “You wanted to rape Theresa and you wanted me to let you go? Are you

dreaming?”

Armand was ready to hear his worst assumption came true. He was thinking even if Theresa was

raped, he wouldn’t turn away from her. Armand wanted to take care of Theresa in his best effort. Now

that Armand had heard the truth from John, he felt so happy that Theresa wasn’t raped.

After all, it would traumatize Theresa if she was raped. Those who were mentally weak might not even

have the courage to stay alive.

John widened his eyes and raised his voice, “How can you break your promise? You said you would let

me out of here. I’ve told you the truth.”

Armand squatted and pinched John’s jaw. He sneered, “Is Declan blind to make you his assistant?

You’re stupid. I did tell you that I would let you out of here, but did I say that you’re going to walk out of

here? You can get out of here lying down as well.”

John was terrified. He knelt down in front of Armand, “Please forgive me. I’ve learned my mistakes. I

won’t do it again.”

John was a bully and a wimpy person. He would have been put into an important position if he was

capable. He became Declan’s assistant because Declan’s previous assistant was arrested, so Declan

promoted him. John wasn’t capable at all. He got promoted because he always buttered Declan up and

that was why Declan remembered him.

However, John was a disappointment. He made a big mistake before he got to enjoy his glory days.

Armand rolled up his sleeves and said cruelly, “Which hand did you use to touch her?”

John quickly hid his right hand. Then he kept his arms crossed after he realized his movements was

too obvious. John cried loudly, “I’m sorry. Let me go, please. I will do just about anything for you.”

“Is it the right hand?” Armand grasped John’s hair and pulled him backwards, “Are you going to

surrender it or should I do it for you?”

Snot covered John’s face as he cried. At this moment, John didn’t look like a man at all. He was weak,

wimpy and cowardly.

“Bastard,” Armand scolded John in a disgusted tone. He pulled John’s hair and repeatedly pushed his

head against the wall. John was in pain. He screamed like a wounded horse. Boyce couldn’t stand the

screams and handed Armand a roll of duct tape.

“I thought the interrogation room was sound-proof?” Armand didn’t understand why Boyce did that.

Boyce didn’t even want to look at John. John didn’t deserve to be a man.

“It’s painful to hear.”

Armand got Boyce’s point and took the duct tape from Boyce. John quickly ran to another corner,

“Please. Please let me go.”

“Hold him down,” Armand signalled Boyce.

John quickly ran away when he saw Boyce approaching him. He would have died if he didn’t run.

However, John only got to run a few steps before Boyce caught him. Boyce twisted John’s arms and let

Armand sealed his lips.

Armand sealed the tape around John’s head. Then, Armand threw the duct tape away and told Boyce,

“Give me his right hand.”

Boyce pulled John’s right hand on the floor. Armand slapped John’s face and said, “I don’t deserve to

be a man if I don’t cripple you.”

John couldn’t make any sound. His face was pale out of fear, but he couldn’t free himself. All John

could do was watch Armand stepped on his hand.

The sound of bone cracking came under Armand’s feet. John’s face was twisted in pain.

Armand wriggled his leg. He was wearing a pair of leather shoes. John’s fingers were disfigured under

Armand’s feet. Then, Boyce let go of John and stood aside.

John was shaking, and his pants were wet. He peed himself since don’t-know-when.

Armand stepped on John’s face, “Yikes, this is the first time I see a man peed himself. You’re a

shame!”

Boyce told Armand, “Don’t kill me yet. We’re going to need him for later.”

John was Declan’s assistant, and he should know about Declan’s plans. They were going to beat him

up first, then interrogated him later.

Armand didn’t reply to Boyce. He wanted to kill John so much.

Boyce patted Armand’s shoulder, “Even if you wanted him dead, you don’t need to do it yourself. It’s

not worth it for a scumbag like him.”

Armand nodded unwillingly.

Boyce walked to Matthew, “We should wait outside.”

Matthew nodded and walked out of the room first. Then, he headed to a room beside where Dolores

was in.

Dolores sat on the chair and watched everything Armand did. She could feel Armand’s anger. The

anger portrayed the feelings Armand had for Theresa. It was deep.

But as an outsider, she was in no position to comment about anything.

Dolores too felt relief that Theresa wasn’t raped.

“Do you want to go home now?” Matthew walked over. Dolores turned around and looked at Matthew.

She shook her head, “I’m staying a little while more.”

Boyce asked, “You wanted to see how Armand beat John?”

Dolores answered Boyce with another question, “You got promoted?”

It was a surprising question. Boyce stared at Dolores for a while and answered, “Yes.”

“Congrats. I’ll organize a celebration dinner for you. Bring Armand along with you to the villa,” said

Dolores.

“It’s not necessary…”

“It is. You got promoted, and that means you’re capable. We’re happy for you. I didn’t mention it

because we haven’t caught John yet. Now that we’ve got him, consider one of our worries resolved.

We may not solve our issues with Declan yet, but we can all make time for a celebration dinner.”

“If that’s what you said. Thanks, Dolores,” Boyce was grateful.

“You’re welcome. You can head to the villa earlier if you’re free,” Dolores smiled. A message was

hidden in her words, but Boyce didn’t catch it. He replied, “Sure.”

“I’ll head home first then,” Dolores stood up from the chair. Matthew asked her to wait for a little while,

“I’ve something to tell Boyce. Wait for me outside.”

Dolores nodded, “Sure.”

Then, she headed out.

After Dolores was gone, Matthew and Boyce mapped out what they were going to do next. The reason

why they kept John alive was that they wanted John to telling them how Declan violated the law. They

wouldn’t kill John themselves even if they wanted to see him dead so much. They will only use

somebody else to get rid of him.

As long as they have proof that Declan violated the law, they were going to tell people that John sold

Declan regardless of whether he did or not. Declan was going to kill the betrayer by himself by that time

without needing Boyce and Matthew to do anything.

Boyce said, “Understand. You can trust me with it.”

Matthew glanced at the monitor on the desk. John curled himself up, and Armand was still beating him.

Armand didn’t seem like he was going to stop anytime soon. He was still furious. Matthew then looked

away and walked out of the room.

Dolores told Matthew that she wanted to head home, but Matthew asked her to go to the office with

him.

“Have lunch with me later. I will send you back home,” Matthew buckled Dolores up.

Matthew then started the engine and asked Dolores, “You were going to match-make Armand and

Theresa?”

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