Chapter 66: A slow painful death

After an hour, Diego's car arrived at an unknown place. It was quiet and far from the main city. He stopped and walked towards a small building, his hands tucked into his pockets.

Entering the dimly lit building, Diego headed straight to a room. As he pushed the door open, his eyes settled on a figure.

The man's hands were tied tightly together above his head, his feet not touching the ground as he groaned in pain. His breathing was labored, and he was half-naked.

Mr. Henry lifted his gaze to Diego, his lips trembling from the hellish pain he had endured throughout the night.

"Hmm, I was expecting to see him dripping in blood," Diego frowned, casting a cold glance at the man seated in the corner.

"I'm sorry, boss," the man quickly apologized.

"Leave," Diego ordered, and the man bowed before stepping out.

"Diego, please, son. This is just a misunderstanding..."

Mr. Henry's words were cut short by the loud screeching sound of a metal chair being dragged on the floor. The sound stopped,