Chapter 403 Lola was dirty, he was afraid of getting sick
Zackary was already reluctant to touch her. If he had seen her doing that kind of thing with several disgusting men, he would have been even more unwilling to touch her!
Moreover, the live streaming...
She had exerted so much effort, barely managing to make the public forget the dirty things she had done with Kaleb. If the public were to see such a scene again, she would never be able to turn her life around in this lifetime!
"No!"
Ignoring the pain in her body, Lola struggled desperately, trying to get away from these men. However, she simply couldn't escape.
The stick came down on her, hitting her hard. She felt as if her bones were about to be smashed to pieces.
"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"
Feeling someone fiercely grab her shoulder, Lola's body trembled like a sieve.
"I gave you money, please, can you spare me?! I really gave you money, how much money do you want, I really am willing to give you!"
"Aimed the phone, we could start live streaming now!"
Hearing the voice of the man beside her, Lola's body went limp and she fell flat on the ground.
She thought that she couldn't escape this disaster today. However, before the man could lay a hand on her, she heard another voice, "Do you really want to touch her? Have you forgotten that she wets the bed?!"
"Such a disgusting woman, who knows how many people she's been with. Touching her, don't you feel dirty?"
"Right, I almost forgot she still wets the bed!" The man quickly let go of Lola, retreating several steps as if avoiding the plague.
"I heard that some people suffer from incontinence because they contracted venereal diseases. I certainly don't want to be killed by such unclean women!"
"Forget it, this kind of woman, she loses control of her bladder at the drop of a hat, it's too disgusting, let's all stop dealing with her! Let's just give her a good beating instead!"
As the man's words fell, fists, kicks, and sticks once again rained down on Lola like raindrops.
She shouldn't have been forced by a stranger, nor should she have been disgraced by inappropriate live-streamed images, in theory, Lola should have been happy. However, whenever she thought about what those men had said earlier, she just couldn't feel happy at all.
Nauseous, dirty, bed-wetting...
These words, like the sharpest knives, had ruthlessly stabbed into her heart, leaving her utterly humiliated and unable to breathe.
Lola was the proudest, how could she tolerate a few hooligans calling her a dirty and disgusting woman!
"Shut up! Shut up!" you ordered.
Hearing the words of those men becoming increasingly unbearable, Lola was furious. She reached out, waving wildly, wanting to teach them a harsh lesson.
However, her madness, her anger, did not result in those men stopping or shutting up, but rather in more brutal beatings.
Just when Lola felt she was about to be beaten to death, those men finally let her go.
It was as if all the air around her had been sucked away. She lay weakly on the ground, gasping for breath heavily.
She reached out her hand, straining to grab the sack on her head. She struggled for a while, her bones almost falling apart from the effort, but finally managed to pull down the sack.
On my body, there was a burning pain.
Lola felt as if the flesh on her body, aching so much, no longer belonged to her.
It had never hurt this much before.
Even when she was beaten by Kaleb's wife, even when she had a car accident, she had never felt this much pain.
The pain was so intense that she dared not touch her own wounds. Any slight touch felt as if she had been scorched by a raging fire.
However, those men had beaten her quite artistically. She was now almost in unbearable pain, yet there was not a single trace of injury on her face.
As long as she put on heavy clothes to cover the wounds on her body, no one would discover that she had endured such abuse.
Lola propped herself up against the tree trunk, her palm had been scraped. Holding onto the tree trunk like this, the layer of skin on her palm was almost peeling off.
She was in so much pain that she immediately sat back down on the ground. As soon as she sat down, her body was in searing pain, as if her skin and flesh were splitting apart, causing her unbearable agony.
Penelope!
It was all Penelope's fault!
The more pain Lola felt, the more hatred she harbored. If it wasn't for the video of Penelope in the dungeon, she wouldn't have had to endure so much torment!
Today, even after enduring such a living hell, those people still tightly held her by the throat. They could send her to hell at any moment, from which she would never recover!
No!
No matter what, she couldn't let those videos be exposed!
Lola clenched her fists tightly. Those who had guarded Penelope and Kemp years ago, although they were all Ralph's confidants, she could still find out all their information!
She knew Ralph's computer password. He was always cautious in his actions, he must have stored the information of those people on his computer.
Finding those people was not easy, but no matter how difficult, she had to defuse this ticking time bomb!
Lola was trembling with rage when her phone began to ring cheerfully.
Seeing a somewhat familiar phone number, Lola's face instantly contorted into a grimace.
She was full of anger with nowhere to vent, so her tone was particularly harsh on the phone.
"What's the matter?! If it's nothing, I don't have time for you right now! Don't always bother me in the future!"
"Lola, my dear Lola, I've missed you so much." The man's voice was deep and hoarse, devoid of any magnetism. On the contrary, it was as dry as if it had been run over by a wheel, causing an uncontrollable shiver to run down one's spine upon hearing it.
"Spit it out if you have something to say, and let it rip if you have to fart!" Lola exhaled a breath of frustration, speaking angrily.
The man showed no anger at all, on the contrary, he chuckled in a pleasing manner, "Who has upset my dear Lola? Tell me, I promise to take care of them for you!"
"Lola, how have you considered the matter I mentioned last time?"
This time, Lola didn't flatly refuse his request as she had done before. After a long, long silence, she tentatively spoke up, "Can you really guarantee that you won't let Zackary know about us?"
"Of course, as long as you're happy, Lola, I'll do anything for you."
Lola stared blankly into the unknown direction, the fog in her eyes gradually dissipating, replaced by an indescribable determination. "You didn't lie, you really arranged someone in the Hilliard family? You can really make Chelsea shut up forever?!"
"Don't forget, Dalton was always by her side, even if you had someone arranged in the Hilliard family, it wouldn't be so easy to get close to her!"
In that man's voice, there was a certainty of controlling everything, "Dalton was almost inseparable from Chelsea, but he is a living person, he always needs to go to the bathroom, right? Lola, as long as you let me have my way, I promise, Chelsea will never threaten you!"
Lola's fingers suddenly clenched, the firm light in her eyes, in the end, all turned into a chilling poison.
"Good! I agree to what you've said! However, you also need to show me your sincerity! By tomorrow night, I want Chelsea to never be able to speak again!"