Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1183

While Stanley was lamenting his fate, the big guy behind him struck him on the head.

Stanley cried out in pain, feeling dizzy. Soon, thick fluid trickled down his forehead from the blow.

The pain and dizziness were unbearable, and he wondered if his head was cracked open.

What kind of hellish ordeal was this?

"Help! They're going to kill me! Someone, please help!" Stanley screamed desperately through the bars, but there was no response.

The other men locked up with him sat quietly against the wall, silently watching him get beaten without any intention of stepping in to help.

Stanley was small-sized and weak, unable to withstand the blows from the big guy.

As he was being beaten like a punching bag, and his nose bleeding profusely, he quickly yelled, "I hate Elliot! He's tormented me, his own cousin, since we were young. I'll kill him one day and make him pay!"

The big guy stopped his assault, looking at Stanley's terrified eyes with disdain.

"Look at your frail frame. You can't even handle me, so how are you going to kill Elliot?"

Finally free, Stanley could vividly feel the pain in his bruised and swollen body. He wiped away his bloody nose with his sleeve, gritting his teeth.

"I may not be able to take him on physically, but I'm smart. Once I'm out of here, my dad will make sure Elliot pays for his actions!"

The big guy seemed to buy into Stanley's words.

"Is your dad really that powerful? Can he really take on Elliot?"

Stanley lied through his teeth to avoid getting beaten again.

"Of course, my dad's influence far surpasses Elliot's. If it weren't for Grandpa protecting Elliot back then, my dad would have been in charge now. But once Grandpa passes away, Elliot will have no one to shield him. He'll be at our mercy. That's why he's so desperate to get rid of me. But I won't let him succeed."

Trying to win over the big guy, Stanley continued, "Has Elliot caused you a lot of trouble with your underworld connections? Don't worry. Once I'm out of the National Investigation Bureau in a few days, I'll help you get back at him and take revenge!"

The big guy scrutinized him.

Despite his disdain for Jude, Stanley politely agreed to their arrangement.

With Jude's protection, Stanley enjoyed king-like treatment in the cell within just half a day.

He was given priority for restroom use, and he could have the water and food first.

He even managed to find a dry spot in the corner to sit.

Bored out of his mind after a few hours, with no phone or entertainment, Stanley came up with a mischievous idea.

"I heard prison inmates play a game called 'pick up the soap', but I've never seen it myself. You two..."

He pointed to the seemingly easiest targets in the cell and added, "Why don't you give us a live demonstration?"

Jude immediately signaled to the other inmates, and they forcefully pulled up the two men Stanley had chosen.

The two men struggled, pleading, "Jude, Mr. Stanley, please let us go! This is disgusting, we can't do it!"