The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day

Chapter 758: Corpse Whipping

Henry Stanton was about to leave the foul-smelling pigsty to prepare for Old Madam Stanton’s funeral when a bodyguard approached and asked, "Sir, how should we handle that guy?"

Following the direction of the bodyguard’s finger, Henry saw Felix Jennings being dragged off the car by two bodyguards.

This time, Henry Stanton had nearly dismissed all the servants from Stanton Manor, but he kept the bodyguards to return to the Stanton Estate and reign supreme.

Felix Jennings had been restless in the car, attempting to escape several times, and fearing he would disrupt the driver, the bodyguards had knocked him unconscious.

Now, Felix Jennings had just regained consciousness and was forcibly pulled from the car, with a long, bloody scratch on his arm that looked shocking.

But the bodyguards didn’t care whether Felix was injured and dragged him in front of Henry Stanton, kicking the back of his knee.

Felix Jennings was caught off guard and was kicked to his knees in front of Henry Stanton.

Felix didn’t mind suffering a bit, but when he glanced and saw Stella Monroe tied up in the pigsty with ropes, he began struggling frantically.

"Henry Stanton! If you have a problem, come at me. What kind of man goes after a woman?!"

Henry Stanton narrowed his eyes dangerously at Felix kneeling before him and sneered, "Don’t worry, I won’t forget you. Since you two are so inseparable, I won’t be the bad guy to tear you apart."

Henry paused, pointing at the chicken coop on the right side of the pigsty, "Go, clear a spot for him to stay there. And get me a whip."

The bodyguard responded and quickly brought the whip over.

It was a cattle whip, still stained with some manure, smelling foul.

Henry Stanton wore a glove, then grabbed the manure, walked up to Felix tied in the chicken coop, and swung the whip.

The first lash fell, and Felix Jennings’s shirt was instantly torn apart, revealing raw, open flesh beneath.

"Ah—" Felix let out a miserable cry, and sweat poured down his forehead.

But before he could recover, a second lash landed.

Then came the third, fourth lash...

It wasn’t until the tenth lash that Henry Stanton stopped.

Felix Jennings was in such pain that he was on the verge of losing consciousness, sweat streaming down his body like rain, unable to even make a sound.

Henry dropped the whip casually, saying, "From today onwards, I’ll flog you ten times a day until you die. Oh wait, when you die, I’ll keep whipping your corpse until it rots."

"Henry Stanton!" Felix shouted through gritted teeth, "This is a crime!"

Henry shrugged, "On my turf, law means shit?"

He said as he turned to the bodyguards and warned coldly, "You all better watch carefully, this is what happens to someone who puts a green hat on me!"

The bodyguards didn’t dare to breathe. They were accustomed to Henry’s intense and terrifying anger, but this was a whole new level.

However, they had signed twenty-year contracts with very high pay, so they felt no sympathy for Stella Monroe or Felix Jennings.

Seeing Felix’s miserable state, Stella was so scared she didn’t dare make a sound, even when a cockroach crawled near her feet.

Henry Stanton... truly terrifying!

Not far from the cowshed, in a bush, Cece and Bella huddled, clearly witnessing the scene at the pigsty and chicken coop.

Bella gulped audibly and looked at Cece, who was calmly recording the video, silently giving her a thumbs up.

To witness such a scene without feeling disgusted or horrified, such psychological resilience, impressive!

Cece felt they had recorded enough and sent the video directly.

She then gestured to Bella, and the two quietly retreated.