Chapter 11 Pregnancy

As he spoke, he rhythmically tapped his fingers on his legs. Smith was now cornered by Nicholas's determination. "I don't believe you," Smith said. Nicholas stood up and casually picked up interrogation tools. In the next moment, his knife relentlessly danced over him, sharp and precise, causing blood and flesh to blur. "Ah—" Smith roared like a pig, and the knife's impact caused him to tremble all over, overwhelmed by pain. "What... do you want... to know?" Smith struggled to speak. Nicholas didn't ease his grip but instead increased the pressure. "Everything you know." Smith's face was covered in cold sweat, visibly startled by these words. Trembling, he said, "Miss Carty was sent out of the country overnight." Upon hearing this, Nicholas didn't react but continued to stare at Smith. He waved his hand, and Loqi and his men immediately brought out jars of alcohol, pouring them around Smith, who was bound. Nicholas leisurely played with his lighter, flames