Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 698

Hearing those words, Stephan's expression remained calm and unreadable. His emotions were impossible to discern, leaving Stanley instinctively holding his breath. He didn't dare to look up or make a sound.

Stephan said lightly, "Bring him here."

"Yes, sir."

Stephan had previously mentioned wanting to interrogate the man personally. However, since the captive was still in the custody of the Special Operations Unit, their initial questioning had only scratched the surface. Stephan was far from satisfied.

The results were inefficient, and what they had extracted was far from enough.

Stanley immediately made arrangements. Half an hour later, the robed man was brought into the Russell residence's secret underground chamber with his face covered.

Before he was forced into a chair, the robed man was still sneering, speaking with a provocative tone. He assumed this was another tactic by the Special Operations Unit to break him and taunted, "I've already said everything I know. What now? Are you going to resort to illegal methods?"

Those words barely left his mouth when the cloth covering his face was yanked off.

What greeted his eyes was a dimly lit underground chamber. The stark light illuminated his surroundings. He saw the grim electric chair he was strapped into, and his hands and feet were tightly restrained. Around the room, racks lined with an array of menacing tools glinted under the light.

The robed man froze. His usual composure cracked for just a moment as his pupils shrank in shock. "Where am I? What are you planning to do?"

He scanned the faces of the people standing around him. None of them were familiar to him.

Each one was cold and expressionless, standing tall with an air of disciplined precision. They were clearly well-trained, their presence suffused with danger. But these weren't the people from the Special Operations Unit.

In their custody, the robed man had been fearless. He took full advantage of their restraint, confident they wouldn't cross the line. He even had the nerve to toy with and mock them.

But now, things were different.