Maisie took a glimpse at him and whispered, “Don’t worry about me. I’m not that weak that I can’t bear
this.”
Some people could not stand the blood and cruelty, and those who were weaker psychologically would
find such scenes too gruesome. She might not be able to adjust to it, but she could still take it
Nolan only smiled.
Quincy cleared his throat, and then the men in black stopped.
The man, whose nose was bruised and face was swollen from all the beating, gave off a bloody smile.
“No matter how you torture m e… That’s my doing. I dare you to beat me to death.”
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The man in black walked up to Nolan and said respectfully, “Mr. Goldmann, this fella is as stubbom as a
mule. No matter how hard we beat him, he won’t give anyone else up.”.
Nolan’s cold gaze shifted onto the man as he said indifferently, “Since you like to suffer that much, let’s
move on with it.”
Nolan led Maisie to the couch, sat down, and grabbed the wine from the servants slowly and calmly
The man in black took a glance at Maisie hesitantly. “Sir, Mrs. Goldmann is here. If we act too
mercilessly.
There was a woman here, so they were afraid that they would scare her if they were to be too ruthless
with their actions.
Maisie smiled calmly before Nolan could speak up. “It’s okay. You should do as you please, just don’t kill
him.”
He’s taken a life. Ending him would be an easy way out for him.’
Nolan looked at Maisie and raised his eyebrows lightly.
Those men in black were all surprised
‘Mrs. Goldmann seems to be a ruthless woman!
One of the men in black nodded “Since Mrs. Goldmann has said so, then it’s time to put on our game
face.”
The man gnashed his teeth and roared, “F*ckers, I dare you to kill me!”
Quincy, who was standing on the side, raised his foot and kicked his head.
He was kicked to the comer of the wall, lost consciousness for a split second, and could not get up.
It was the first time that Maisie saw Quincy, who had always been gentle, being so fierce and unforgiving.
Quincy took off his coat, put on his brass knuckles, and looked at the man condescendingly. “Killing you
now is equal to showing you mercy indirectly.”
The man was almost beaten to death, but he did not beg for mercy in the end as if he was asking to die.
He did not give his accomplices up from beginning to end
Seeing that the man was no longer moving, Quincy walked up to Nolan. “He passed out.”
Nolan sipped the fine wine in the glass, his cold eyes looking gloomy, “Wake him up.”
Someone brought a pail of cold water and poured it on him.
The man opened his eyes feebly again. The repeated torture had obliterated his desire to survive. His
voice sounded hoarse. “Just kill me…”
Maisie’s eyelashes twitched, and she suddenly said when they were about to make a move on him,
“Wait.” ;
Those men stopped and looked back at her, and even Quincy looked doubtful.
Nolan looked calmly at Maisie, who got up and walked toward the man
However, Quincy hurriedly stopped her before she could approach him. “Ms. Vanderbilt, it’s better not to
get too close to him, he might”
“He can’t hurt me as long as you’re here.” Maisie patted his shoulder.
Quincy withdrew his hand and watched as Maisie half-squatted in front of the man, “Do you have a
family?”
The man’s pupils dilated slightly when he heard this sentence, but he soon became silent.
The unwillingness to answer was sometimes equivalent to avoiding the question
“It looks like you do have a family.” Maisie nodded and looked at him with a little sympathy. “You have a
family, and yet you’re still willing to sacrifice yourself for some random employer. There may be two
reasons. It’s either your family’s life is in the hands of that employer of yours, and you’re forced to do so,
or you’re trying to protect your family from being violated.” “. Nol” The man wheezed.
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