"Michelle, Richard was caught before he raped Selene. That’s the only thing that makes sense right now. If he was caught, that can only mean that the person who caught him saved Selene. What if it was Xavier?"


    Michelle felt her heart skip a beat in fear at her father’s words.


    Xavier was thest person she wanted to capture Richard if he was caught.


    "If it was Xavier, we are done for," she said, finding a couch to sit on since her legs suddenly went weak.


    Robert could hear how scared his precious daughter was from the phone call, so he immediately started to calm her down.


    "Rx! I’m not sure yet. There’s just a 50% chance he’s the one. If he was the one, I’m sure I wouldn’t be in my office by now, talking to you. And you wouldn’t be at the vi, having a vacation. If he was the one that caught Richard and his feelings for Selene were true, I’m sure we would have been wiped off from earth by now," he said.


    Michelle released a sigh of release, feeling slightly better after making sense of her father’s words.


    "That means he wasn’t the one then?"


    "I’m not sure, Michelle. But keep a lookout and take care of yourself. Keep on trying Richard’s phone and hopefully, he will respond," he responded.


    After that, they shared a goodbye before Michelle hung up on the call.


    "He’s not the one that caught Richard," she repeated, closing herself to pray and hope that it wasn’t Xavier who caught Richard.


    "Selene was able to escape without a scratch. Next time, I will make sure she isn’t able to escape," she said to herself, her eyes still closed as she wished for both toe to pass.


    **


    In a dimly lit room, a man was seated in an electrical wire chair. His hands were bound behind him, his white shirt was stained with blood that flowed from his own body.


    A ck cloth was around his eyes, blindfolding him, so he couldn’t see the two men and a youngdy who were standing in front of him.


    "Are you going to kill him?" Maxwell asked Xavier, his eyes on Richard who was seated on the chair, with open wounds on his skin which tore due to the torture he had been receiving since Xavier brought him to the hideout in a fit of rage.


    "I’m not sure about that. But I am sure about one thing, he’s not leaving here any time soon," Xavier responded.


    Amanda could hear their conversation quite clearly since they weren’t whispering amongst each other.


    She stared at them, curiosity evident in her eyes as she asked, "Is he another toy you bought for me, savior?"


    Xavier shook his head immediately.


    Amanda had been wanting to <i>y </i>with Richard since Xavier brought him to the torture room. But he doubted Richard would be able to survive the night if it was Amanda who tortured him.


    Since it was only bad people that Xavier brought for her to <i>y </i>with, Amanda had already presumed that Richard was a bad person too.


    "He’s not for you, go y with your toy," Xavier responded which had Amanda pout her lips a little.


    The only man left out of Amanda’s toys had been so weakened to the extent he couldn’t speak anymore. He couldn’t give them the information they needed from him either.


    "What did he do anyway? I mean, for you to have your brother down here, torturing him to this extent..." Maxwell drawled, trying to find words toplete his sentence since was confused.


    "He nearly raped someone," Xavier replied, his tone curt.


    Maxwell nced at him, wondering whom Richard could have nearly raped.


    Maxwell doesn’t show himself to the Wace family, but he is familiar with all the members, especially Richard, he knows thetter’s behavior very well. And from the look of things, it seemed the person whom Richard had messed with was someone close to Xavier. He couldn’t help but wonder who.


    Richard moved on his chair but immediately winced in pain.


    "Xavier! Get me outta here you psycho! I’m your fucking brother you fucker! Why are you doing this to me?!" Richard questioned, raising his voice as loud as he could, not knowing the person he was yelling out to was close by.


    "You seem to love this a little too much, Richard," said Xavier. Upon hearing his cold voice, Richard shrank back a little.


    Xavier picked up the scalpel he had arranged for when Richard woke up and cut off his index finger.


    Richard screamed in pain, thrashing on the chair like a mad man.


    "Now, that’s more like it."