The Lady Nun Seeks Justice (Eliza Stonor) novel Chapter 484

484.Chapter 484

“You dare. I am the heir of the Marquis’s estate, Caleb shouted in anger when he saw that Anthony actually dared to order his men to attack him.

The guards, armed with clubs, hesitated for a moment. They were naturally aware of Caleb’s status, but Anthony had given the order.

After glancing at Anthony’s cold and fierce gaze, they no longer dared to hesitate and immediately charged forward swinging their clubs at Caleb.

Caleb was surrounded and had nowhere to dodge. The thick clubs rained down on him, one after another, causing him to cry out in pain.

He quickly covered his head with his arms, shouting, “Damn it, Anthony Call them off.” But they had no intention of stopping.

Anthony was filled with rage and frustration that needed an outlet. If Caleb had just stayed in the main hall, it would be fine Since Caleb had dared to wander around, Anthony wouldn’t let this opportunity slip away.

“Hit him harder.” he barked, his voice sharp and merciless.

“Hit him hard.” Anthony didn’t say stop, and not only that, he even sneered, “Aim for his lame leg. Break it, and cripple it.” ‘The bastard who left me paralyzed? You think that leg of yours is going to heal? Dream on. I’ll make sure Caleb joins me as a cripple, Anthony thought to himself.

Anthony’s expression was almost contorted, a flash of intense hatred crossing his eyes as he ranted, “If you can’t cripple his leg, I’ll break yours.”

The guards, who had been holding back, were startled and immediately increased the force of their blows. After a few strikes, Caleb’s leg made a sickening crack. It was clear that his leg had been broken again.

Caleb let out a miserable scream. “You’re insane, Anthony. Either kill me now, or I swear I’ll never let you go.”

“Fine, I can grant you that wish right now. If I kill you, Sophie won’t have to stay at the Marquis’s estate anymore” Anthony said, growing more and more excited, truly sounding like a madman. He had indeed been driven to the brink of madness. He had always been known as a sickly individual, and many people secretly mocked him as a loser. Things had been bad enough, but he hadn’t expected his condition and life to deteriorate further.

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