Jake Owens showed no sympathy, coldly challenging him, "Aren't you going to confess yet? Ella Lacey is on her way here."
"No... that's not possible..." Patrick Linton shook his head like a pendulum, his voice barely above a whisper.
"How is it not possible?"
Jake Owens, with a smug smile, said, "As soon as she heard you were a Lacey too, she insisted on coming to see you. How should we entertain her, do you think?"
"Bastard!" With a grunt, Norman mustered up his strength and vomited out a mouthful of dirty blood.
The pain was so intense it felt like his insides were being ripped apart.
"So, you can't deny it anymore. Ella Lacey coming to find you indirectly proves that you were the one who told her 'Lacey' is a forbidden name."
Jake Owens spat in his face, "You dog, how could you have survived under my watch till now! You've hidden yourself well!"
"That's divine intervention!" Norman laughed despite his split lip.