Rod's hammer seemed to have smashed Juliette's heart. Her well-maintained face was filled with nothing but ugliness and fear.
At that moment of pain, she almost bit her tongue, but she bit her arm instead in time, forcing herself to endure the pain.
It was not that she did not want to explain. It was just that Rod moved so quickly.
When torturing her, he was very neat. The whole process was completed fast and accurately, not giving her a chance to speak.
She didn't have a chance to use her mouth to utter a word at all. She spent all her time wailing.
The feeling of the back of her foot being pierced by the long nails was killing her.
Juliette had never been tortured like this. The second when she was about to faint, she thought she saw the masked man prostrate on the ground calling to her.
"Ms. Beckford..."
She struggled to cry out, "Jovanny..."
She stretched out her hand, but the man dispersed like smoke.