?<strong>Chapter 833:</strong>
“Look into Holley.”
Gordon blinked, caught off guard for a moment, and then nodded quickly.
“Understood.”
Belinda’s expression grew conflicted.
After a brief pause, Lucas shifted the topic and asked Belinda, “Do you want to see Minna?”
Upon hearing this, Belinda didn’t hesitate. She nodded firmly.
“Yes.”
“I’ll have someone take you there,” Lucas said.
Belinda raised an eyebrow.
“Right now? But you—”
Lucas interjected, his tone calm, “Don’t worry about me. I’m fine now. Besides, I’ve got some work matters to discuss with Gordon.”
Belinda didn’t say anything more, simply gazing at him.
Lucas gave her a reassuring look.
After a brief pause, he said, “It’s up to you how you want to handle Minna.”
Silence hung between them for a moment before Belinda gave a slight nod.
There were indeed things she needed to say to Minna.
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Tied to a chair, Minna looked like a mess. Her face was bruised and swollen, and parts of her body bore red, painful marks.
She was a pitiful sight.
When her eyesnded on Belinda, they widened, filled with hatred. Her expression quickly twisted into a furious snarl.
Belinda stepped closer, stopping in front of her.
“Are you disappointed to see me standing here, safe and sound?”
“Shut up, you bitch! You won’t be lucky forever! Just wait, you’ll get what’sing to you! You—”
Before Minna could finish speaking, Belinda raised her hand and pped her across the face.
The sound of the p echoed sharply through the room.
Minna’s head snapped to the side from the force.
“Go ahead, keep cursing. I’m listening,” Belinda said casually, crossing her arms, a mocking smile ying on her lips.
Minna’s mouth opened again.
“Bitch! You should die! You—”
Another resounding pnded on Minna’s face.
This time, the impact left her ear ringing.
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