The Whipping

"Mr. Fawkes!" Savannah looked at Samuel and pleaded. "Let Tyler go. I will cooperate with you, whatever you want to do!" Samuel glanced at her with disdain and pondered for a moment. Then he smiled and nodded. "Okay! Since we're acquaintances, I'll do you a favor today! I'll let Tyler go, but don't forget what you've promised me!" "No problem!" Savannah nodded eagerly. "Don't worry. I will definitely cooperate with you, as long as Tyler is fine!" "Haha..." Samuel raised his head and laughed. "I didn't expect that you would be so concerned about Callan's nephew! Is it because of Callan? Does he know that you care about him a lot? You're affectionate and righteous! I admire you. I grant your request!" "Come on. Let this guy go!" "Mr. Fawkes!" "Let him go! Didn't you hear what I said?" "Yes!" As Samuel waved his hand, someone immediately came, lifted up Tyler, who was still in a coma, and walked out. Samuel squatted and looked at Savannah. He said with hatred, "Now, it's your turn to keep