Chapter 109
“What?” The kidnapper was caught off guard by her sudden shift in topic, struggling to comprehend her question.
“I’m asking, which hand and foot did you use to beat her up?” Sheena spoke slowly, smiling.
Despite the woman in front of him smiling so charmingly, the kidnappers‘ leader could sense an underlying threat in her demeanor. Then, he continued to beg for mercy, even going so far as to slap himself.
“I was wrong! I deserve to die. P–Please…Spare me!”
“One last chance.”
Sheena’s eyes narrowed slightly, appearing displeased.
“R–Right hand. I used both feet to kick her…” The trembling kidnapper answered.
Sheena rose, finding a thorny stick in the corner of the cabin.
Howard sensed her anger and refrained from intervening.
“Ah!”
Soon, the kidnapper’s scream echoed within the cabin.
Elijah silently watched the entire process as Sheena personally tortured the man.
He had seen how brutally she had dealt with Vision Group’s directors at a hotel before, but witnessing her fierceness firsthand still shocked him.
In a matter of minutes, the kidnappers‘ leader was wailing in agony. Every part of his body that had come into contact with Phoebe had been subjected to brutal blows, leaving behind visible injuries.
Seeing that it was almost enough, Sheena tossed the stick aside and clapped her hands. “This is the consequence of messing with the people who are dear to me.”
“Do you want us to beat him a couple more times?” Howard asked eagerly, afraid that Sheena was still dissatisfied.
“No need. His right hand and knees are shattered, and he’ll be a cripple for the rest of his life.” Sheena glanced coldly at the four masked men being restrained by the bodyguards. “Those who hurt the ones dear to me will experience horrible consequences.”
Elijah stared at her in astonishment, surprised by her unexpected protective instinct. “What about you? Did you get hurt from the fight?” Howard’s eyes showed concern.
“I did! I did!” Sheena pouted, extending her hand toward him. “After all that fighting, my hands are all red.”
Howard immediately took her small hand, gently cradling it in his palm and blowing on it softly.
“How is it now? Does it still hurt?” Howard held her hand, gently rubbing it a few times, his eyes brimming with love for his sister.
“Just rub it a little longer, and it won’t hurt anymore.” Sheena enjoyed his massage and continued to act coquettish.
Elijah was annoyed at how the two acted intimately as if no one were around them, and he suppressed his anger.
Noticing Elijah’s unusual gaze, Sheena turned to meet his eyes. “Mr. Freeman, with so much free time, why not focus on your own fiancee? I’ll make sure she pays for hurting the one close to me, and If you protect her, I won’t spare you either.”
Sheena returned to her fierce self and did not give Elijah a chance to respond. Instead, she just scoffed at him and walked out of the cabin, unwilling to spend another moment with him.
Howard ordered the bodyguard to carry Phoebe and followed suit.
Phoebe was severely injured and had been injected with a sedative by the kidnappers, and her life could be at risk if she were not taken to the hospital immediately.
Sheena placed Phoebe in the passenger seat of her Volkswagen Passat, adjusting the seat to a comfortable angle. Then, she sped back to the city.
Howard drove behind her, his heart racing as he watched her speed increase.
Coincidentally, the nearest hospital happened to be the one Jennifer was admitted to. While Sheena did not want to enter there, she did not want to waste time either. Hence, she completed the hospital procedures and brought in an experienced doctor to treat Phoebe.
