Chapter 81

In the study. The smell of blood permeated the air, Alston knelt on the ground, his bespoke shirt torn apart by Corin's whip before he arrived! His back was a mess of blood and flesh, and in the quiet air, one could even hear the sound of blood dripping to the ground. Alston's face was deathly pale, countless beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. He took a deep breath, his mouth making a swallowing motion. Just this slight movement sent waves of pain through his wounds, a tearing, excruciating sensation. Alston couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. He raised his head and glanced in Corin's direction. Sweat dripped from his eyelashes, falling into Alston's eyes, adding to the agony already present in his back, merging together, numbing him with pain. He blinked, only to see the blood-stained whip lying at Corin's feet! Alston licked his lips, a cold smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. Father sure is merciless! Speaking of which, Cecilia's manipulation skills are impress