Chapter 318 Cruel Punishment

• Everyone in the firm was gripped by a deathly silence as they watched John rolling on the ground. Blood was trickling out from the cracks between his fingers, and I told Queenie, “This isn’t enough to make up for your sufferings. Here.” I handed her a whip. “Hit him like how he hit you.”
• Holding the whip, she looked at John, confused.
• I barked, “If you can’t even avenge yourself, then forget about working for me! If you hate him, then do it! Vent it out on him!”