Chapter 290
Harvey’s humiliating state was currently being captured from multiple angles by the phone cameras.
Just then, the bamboo cane swung again! Sharp, stinging cracks echoed through the air.
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It turned out that hitting someone could be addictive. Especially when the dne taking the beating was Elara’s very own bastard of an ex–husband.
“Even if I give you pre–made meals and takeout, I was always careful not to get caught. You looked down on me, and I despised you in return.
“You ignored me in our marriage, so I repaid you with empty compliance. Harvey, you merely reap what you sow. “Does it hurt?”
Elara then struck him again three times, her voice steady as she continued, “Bruises heal in a few days, but words
-words leave scars that last a lifetime!”
Abuse and humiliation cut deeper than any physical pain. She was going to make sure Harvey tasted every bit of it. Currently, Harvey felt like firecrackers were exploding on his skin, and the pain was detonating in sharp bursts. But as his adrenaline surged, something unexpected happened.
His head tilted back, and his neck was stretched at a sharp angle. For a fleeting moment, a rush–an all–too- familiar rush–coursed through him. It reminded him of that exhilarating night racing through the curves of Mount Clockwork.
Wait, excitement? Harvey froze, and his mind reeled.
Something inside him–something even he hadn’t realized was being dragged to the surface by Elara’s merciless hand. A memory resurfaced: the dream he’d had after that race, the one too shameful even to acknowledge.
As the raw truth of his own twisted nature came into focus, his entire body shuddered. The pressure of Elara’s stiletto digging into his skin sent a clear message.
Danger was close.
“Let… me go! Elara! You-
Harvey roared, his voice rough with fury. Veins bulged along his flushed neck.
Her name–Elara–became the trigger that shattered his restraint. His endurance had already reached its limit. The moment that fragile barrier broke, he lost complete control over his own body.
The sharp click of her black stiletto heels returning to the ground echoed through the room. Harvey slumped against the wall with his head bowed, and he became utterly still.
Like a machine drained of power, he sat there–discarded and lifeless. The only proof that he was still breathing was the slow rise and fall of his chest.
Rage and hatred drained from his body in waves, retreating like a receding tide. What rushed in to take their place was far worse–shock, disbelief, and a crushing wave of humiliation that drowned him whole.
He kept his head down, unwilling–no, afraid–to meet the gazes of those around him.
Leonard, Finnegan. They were all here. And he… he had just…
They probably had not noticed it, right?
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Chapter 200
He was wearing black dress pants. It shouldn’t be obvious
“Harvey, you’re disgusting.”
Elara’s voice struck him like hail, each syllable sinashing into his skull. His blood turned ice cold.
She knew!
Elara took the bodyguard’s phone and carefully checked the angles of the recorded footage. One particular angle stood out. Harvey had dominated most of the frame, while enly her ankle was visible.
After reviewing the video, she suddenly burst into laughter,
The man, who was already humiliated and furious, was drenched in sweat. “You did it on purpose!”
That made it even harder for Harvey to accept. It wasn’t antccident. Elara had deliberately made him lose control.
She turned the screen toward him, playing the video for him to see. Harvey had thought he was immune to humiliation. That no matter what Elara did, he could endure it
But the moment he saw himself on the screen–his own face, contorted in pain, yet betraying a flicker of pleasure
-his mind went blank
It felt like a shockwave had obliterated every last thought in his head, leaving behind only emptiness.
So, it was possible for him to make that kind of face?
“Mr. Fisher, since I held you captive, you’re not planning to turn me in, are you?”
The way she called him Mr. Fisher dripped with mockery. There wasn’t a trace of fear in her expression. Her gaze held only a warning
“If you want to drag me down with you, go ahead,” she said coolly.
“I’ll make sure this video plays on the giant screen outside Fisher Corp’s headquarters. I’ll have it sent to every employee’s computer. Everyone will see this side of you this very special side you’ve been hiding”
A violent tremor ran through Harvey’s entire body.
He lifted his head and stared at her, his expression a chaotic mix of panic, dread, and something else. It was something even he couldn’t quite recognize.
If this video got out, he’d be ruined. There would be no going back to Fisher Corp with his dignity intact.
He’d become a laughingstock. A cautionary tale whispered behind closed doors. The very same arrogant elites he had always looked down on would use him as entertainment, tearing apart his reputation over idle gossip and expensive cocktails.
Chapter 290
He was wearing black dress pants. It shouldn’t be obvious…
“Harvey, you’re disgusting.”
Elara’s voice struck him like hail, each syllable smashing into his skull. His blood turned ice cold.
She knew!
+25 BONUS
Elara took the bodyguard’s phone and carefully checked the angles of the recorded footage. One particular angle stood out. Harvey had dominated most of the frame, while only her ankle was visible.
After reviewing the video, she suddenly burst into laughter.
The man, who was already humiliated and furious, was dreached in sweat. “You did it on purpose!”
That made it even harder for Harvey to accept. It wasn’t an accident. Elara had deliberately made him lose control.
She turned the screen toward him, playing the video for him to see. Harvey had thought he was immune to humiliation. That no matter what Elara did, he could endure it.
But the moment he saw himself on the screen–his own face, contorted in pain, yet betraying a flicker of pleasure -his mind went blank.
It felt like a shockwave had obliterated every last thought in his head, leaving behind only emptiness.
So, it was possible for him to make that kind of face?
“Mr. Fisher, since I held you captive, you’re not planning te turn me in, are you?”
The way she called him Mr. Fisher dripped with mockery. There wasn’t a trace of fear in her expression. Her gaze held only a warning.
“If you want to drag me down with you, go ahead,” she said coolly.
“I’ll make sure this video plays on the giant screen outside Fisher Corp’s headquarters. I’ll have it se… to every employee’s computer. Everyone will see this side of you this very special side you’ve been hiding.”
A violent tremor ran through Harvey’s entire body,
He lifted his head and stared at her, his expression a chaotic mix of panic, dread, and something else. It was something even he couldn’t quite recognize.
If this video got out, he’d be ruined. There would be no going back to Fisher Corp with his dignity intact. He’d become a laughingstock. A cautionary tale whispered behind closed doors. The very same arrogant elites he had always looked down on would use him as entertainment, tearing apart his reputation over idle gossip and expensive cocktails
