Chapter 125

Christina's eyes filled with tears from the pain, staring in disbelief at the woman in front of her.

The woman scoffed, "How many lives do you think you have, talking about him like that? So what? This whole castle is ours."

This whole family is nuts!

Christina bit her lip hard. "What do you want?"

"Whatever it takes." The woman snapped her fingers. "My brother got hurt pretty bad. You're gonna pay for that."

The whip came down again, and Christina couldn't hold back her screams. "Aren't you afraid the cops will come after you?"

"The cops? Out here in the middle of nowhere, people go missing all the time." The woman laughed. "Once we've taught you a lesson and made you more obedient, you'll have your place."

Despair filled Christina's heart. She never imagined that staying at a hotel could lead her to a pair of psychopaths.

As the lashes continued, she became numb, like a walking corpse enduring the torment.

Outside, Walter was losing his mind.

He pounded on the stone wall, desperately searching for a way in, but he couldn't find one.

A bodyguard handed the woman a surveillance tape.

She watched Walter's frantic efforts, biting her lip lightly. "David, isn't he hot? Grandpa always wanted to go back, but even if we can't, having a man like him by my side wouldn't be so bad."

"What do you want to do?" David asked.

"Bring him to me." The woman licked her red lips, her eyes filled with undisguised desire.

Walter was brought to the office.

He saw the woman sitting behind the desk and demanded, "Where's Christina?"

"A single man sees a woman and asks about another woman. How disappointing." The woman stood up, placing her hand on Walter's shoulder, and exhaled a puff of smoke into his face.

Walter turned his head away in disgust. "What do you want?"

The woman chuckled. "Before I saw you, I wanted to kill that woman to show her that the Moore Family isn't to be messed with. But after seeing you, I changed my mind."

"What do you want?" Walter asked coldly.

"I want you to be with me."

"You're delusional!" Walter's face turned icy as he grabbed her by the throat. "Tell your men to release Christina."

"Wonderful." The woman clapped her hands, laughing maniacally. "Dying at the hands of the man I fell for at first sight is the best end for me. Don't worry, after I die, they'll kill you and put you in my coffin. As for that woman, she might be left to rot in the wilderness, or my brother might keep her as a pet."

"You're insane." Walter spat.

"Thank you for the compliment. I've always aspired to be a madwoman!" The woman laughed heartily.

Walter knew she wasn't bluffing. He couldn't risk Christina's life.

"What do you want?"

"Stay with me, be the man of my hotel, and I'll grant you one condition." The woman leaned on his shoulder.

Walter hesitated, then heard Christina's screams from behind the stone wall.

The woman clapped her hands. "Perfect timing. You hear that? She's being tortured. Make your decision quickly, or she'll die, and we won't have a deal."

The screams were filled with terror. Walter couldn't bear to let Christina suffer.

"Fine, I agree."

"Really?" The woman twirled her curly hair, laughing. "Seems like that woman means a lot to you."

Her tone carried a hint of threat.

"What do you want?" Walter turned back. "I brought her here. I have to ensure her safety. As for the rest, there's nothing to discuss."

The woman didn't push further, smiling as she snapped her fingers. "David, tell them to stop."

Christina's screams finally ceased, and Walter breathed a sigh of relief, eager to check on her.

The woman suddenly stopped him. "Wait."

Walter frowned. "I've agreed. What more do you want? Both of us are in your hands. Are you backing out?"

"I never go back on my word. I know your name, Walter Cavendish. Remember mine, Rhea Moore. I'm your wife now."

Rhea's demeanor softened, her hands folded gently in front of her.

"I'll remember." Walter gritted his teeth, rushing into the room.

Christina weakly lifted her head. "Why are you still here?"

"I couldn't leave without finding you." Walter quickly untied her.

Christina, drained of strength, collapsed to the floor. "Can we leave now?"

"Yes, we can." Walter nodded.

"Then let's go." Christina took a deep breath. This place was a nightmare, and she wanted out.

"Alright." Walter picked her up.

At the door, Rhea blocked their way. "Where do you think you're going?"

"I'm taking her out of here."

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Rhea laughed softly. "She can leave, but you can't."

"What?" Christina couldn't believe her ears. "You two are getting married?"

"Yes, we are." Walter confirmed.

"You're doing this to save me?" Christina guessed immediately. "No, you can't."

"There's no time to argue. I need medicine." Walter said coldly. "I'll treat her wounds and make sure she's safe. I need to see her out myself."

Rhea looked indifferent. "It's just some superficial wounds. Once she's healed enough to leave on her own, she can go. Honestly, I want your friends and family to witness our wedding."

"What? Wedding?" Christina was in shock. How could they be talking about marriage after she was just tortured?

"Yes, we're getting married." Walter admitted.

"You're doing this for me?" Christina asked.

"Let's not discuss this now. I need medicine." Walter insisted. "I'll treat her and ensure she's safe. Then I'll come back."

Rhea didn't argue, smiling as she snapped her fingers. "David, get the medicine."

Christina's screams finally stopped, and Walter breathed a sigh of relief, eager to check on her.