Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1185

Stanley was on the brink of losing his mind.

He had been fine all afternoon, but suddenly, everything fell apart!

Jude grabbed him by the collar with such force that Stanley trembled uncontrollably.

The bruises on his face throbbed in pain, signaling that another beating could easily break his fragile body, possibly even fracture a rib or two.

However, the thought of performing such a disgusting act in front of so many people was impossible for him.

As a member of the Jenkins family, he would rather die than stoop so low.

Seeing Stanley remain silent, Jude tightened his grip on Stanley's collar, his expression fierce.

"You have three seconds to decide."

Stanley shook his head, unwilling to choose either option.

"I won't choose. Let me go. I didn't lie. I will bring Elliot down. Mark my words!"

Jude sneered. "You, a powerless rich kid, and you can't even handle me. Yet you think you can take on Elliot? You've treated me like a fool all afternoon."

He threw Stanley to the ground and ordered his underlings to restrain him against the wall.

"Since you refuse to make a decision, I'll make it for you. You'll do both. First, you'll show us the act, and then we'll beat you up."

"No!" Stanley shouted as he could feel someone undoing his belt.

Unable to imagine the horror to come, he screamed, "I am a member of the Jenkins family, one of Svelton's top three elite families. Even though Elliot stripped my dad of power, he was once a leading figure in the power struggle. If you dare treat me like this, he won't let you off!"

Jude delivered a heavy blow to Stanley's cheek, leaving him dazed and disoriented.

"You're already stuck in here because of Elliot. Who's going to care about you now? I'm not afraid of threats. You'll obey whether you like it or not."

As his pants began to slide off, Stanley felt despair wash over him.

The cheers of the inmates surrounded him as they watched in excitement, seeming to be happy to see the young master of a wealthy family being humiliated.

Stanley was consumed by shame and anger, helplessly struggling against his impending public humiliation as Jude's laughter echoed through the room.

Clank, clank, clank!

Jude and the others were eyeing him eagerly, seeing him as their punching bag.

"No, please, no!"

Stanley curled up defensively, but it was useless.

Amid his desperate pleas, Jude personally delivered a bruising beatdown, leaving Stanley a pathetic sight against the wall.

Despite his attempts to evade, the blows always found their mark, leaving him in excruciating pain.

After half an hour of "care", Jude temporarily stopped.

Elliot's orders were clear. No serious injuries, no humiliation.

The guards were watching the cell closely, so they had to control their impulses and not get too carried away.

As the torrent of punches and kicks finally ceased, Stanley, once the epitome of elegance, was reduced to a pitiful state.

Tears, snot, and blood mixed together as he shivered against the wall in pain, feeling more helpless than when he was whipped.