Chapter 712 He Wished He Were Dead

Aston had been doomed to have a terrible ending the second he'd been caught.

Stephen left with Britney, leaving his men to handle Aston. Soon, Aston's terrified wails echoed throughout the entire building.

Julian followed after Stephen to drive them home, allowing Stephen to sit in the backseat with Britney.

Britney hadn't been eating or sleeping well for the past few days. She was covered in dirt, too. Now that she was finally safe and in the arms of someone familiar, she fell asleep soundly.

Even in her dreams, Britney was still clutching onto Stephen tightly, muttering, "Dad, I’m scared …"

Stephen's heart broke. He sized her up and felt like she had lost weight in just a few days.

Aston deserved to die.

Stephen's gaze sharpened. He looked at Julian and ordered, "Slowly torture Aston. I want to make sure he wishes he were dead."

A chill ran down Julian's back. He nodded and replied, "Yes, sir."

Back at Oceania Villa, Stephen carried Britney out of the car. Tabitha ran out to