Charles and Jay looked up and saw a woman hanging on the wall with blood all over her body.
"Nancy?" Charles's mind went blank and he instinctively called out Nancy's name.
As his words fell, he rushed over at once.
"Oh, Young Master, how could it be Miss NIng? Even if I have the guts, I wouldn't dare to torture her
like this. No, nobody should suffer this kind of fate! Who would be so cruel to beat Nana like this? It
was such as a small mistake. Who did this? Get the doctor!" Dale shouted.
His men immediately complied and hurried towards the door.
"Don't let them out!" Charles growled.
"Understood, Young Master." Charles's men prevented anyone from getting out.
Dale took a careful look at Nana. Fortunately, the woman had fainted. She wouldn't be able to speak for
a while.
As long as Nana didn't say anything, there was no evidence to prove that Nancy had come here. In this
way, Dale could save his own neck.
"Get her to a doctor at once! Do not let her die!" Charles came back to his senses and breathed a sigh
of relief when he realized that it was not Nancy.
However, he was still shocked when he saw the woman's miserable state.
He had punished his men for mistakes before, but Charles couldn't imagine such a cruel method would
ever be done to anyone. How could this man, Dale, who once used to be a kind and compassionate
person, become so despicable?
Was this club really opened by his grandfather as Dale mentioned?
Why would his grandfather run such a club?
Moreover, who could make money in a remote place like this?
Hundreds of questions flooded into Charles's mind, but his grandfather was still sick. He couldn't ask
him haphazardly. He knew that he had to find Nancy first.
"Charles, we should get her to the hospital." Jay examined Nana's injuries and found that her body was
covered with lashes caused by a whip.
Fortunately, they found her when they did. Otherwise, she would've succumbed to her wounds.
Her punishment was so severe!
"Get someone to escort her to the hospital. Make sure to guard her well. If someone kills her, we won't
have a witness. Maybe she knows where Nancy is," Charles commanded firmly.
The punishment for this woman might have had something to do with the escape of Nancy, and she
was the most crucial breakthrough. She would be the testament to Dale's evildoing. Charles knew that
he had to protect her if he wanted to have an evidence against Dale.
"Get this woman to the municipal hospital. Hanson, take care of her yourself. And bring more people
with you," said Jay.
"Yes, Mr. Fang." Then he ordered his men to carry Nana out.
Wherever Nana passed, there was a trail of blood left behind.
"This is unforgivable!" Jay couldn't bear to look at the battered woman.
"Uncle Dale, you and your men are so cruel. What terrible mistake did this woman make to receive
such a tragic punishment?" Charles asked again with more strength in his voice.
"Young Master, it's a trivial matter. My men, they can sometimes be rash and cruel. I don't know who
did it. How could anyone beat her like that? If she died, he would be punished by the law. Doesn't he
understand such a simple truth? So, who... who did this?" Dale roared, the veins on his temple were
showing.
"Oh, sir, it was Zhang. He is looking for someone outside." Dale's subordinates were not stupid. When
they head him shouting, they knew that it was Dale's secret code. Dale just wanted someone to go out
and inform the people outside to come back at once.
"Zhang... that cruel and merciless bastard! Call him back immediately and let him give the Young
Master an explanation. Hurry!" Dale shouted again, he sounded more violent this time.
"Forget it. She's already suffered enough. We won't hold Zhang accountable for the time being. The
most important thing is to let him find the woman. Uncle Dale, do you still have nothing to say to me."
Charles glared at Dale in contempt.
"Ah, Young Master..." Dale chuckled and said, "I want to tell you so many things. We haven't seen each
other for so many years, and you have forgotten me, but I haven't forgotten you. When you were a
child, you didn't listen to Master Frederic very much. You fought with other children in the kindergarten.
I remember that you broke the bridge of a child's nose once, and the master asked me to deal with it
for you..."
"I have forgotten all these things. I think you already know why I came here today. I just want to find
Nancy." The reason why Dale mentioned the past was that he wanted to let Charles let him off easy.
Of course, Charles had laid down his condition: if you want to live, you should tell me where Nancy is
first.
"Oh, Young Master, I swear to God that if I have ever seen Miss Ning, I will be not able to die an easy
death!" Dale raised his hand and swore to Charles.
"There is no need to swear. Since you absolutely don't know where Nancy is, you wouldn't have a
problem coming with me." Charles looked at Jay. "Take him to the car. I've already called the police;
they'll be here soon. So, I'll leave the rest to them."
"Aren't we going to look for Nancy?" Jay asked reluctantly.
"It's not that I don't want to find her anymore; it's just that Nancy is not here." Charles was also worried
about Nancy's life, but judging from Dale's expression, Nancy must not be in the club.
Because of this, it was meaningless for them to stay.
As for where Nancy had gone, Charles could only wait for the woman to regain consciousness.
Dale's men had been looking for Nancy for such a long time, but they still couldn't find her, which meant
that Nancy must have been long gone.
Very well. It didn't matter as long as Nancy was alive.
"Let's go, Uncle Dale," urged Jay.
"Ah, Mr. Fang, I must say that my stomach feels constipated right now. Please, let me go to the
bathroom first. I promise I won't run away. Besides, I didn't do anything wrong. Why would I run away?"
Dale held his stomach and groaned in pain.
"Uncle Dale, let me put it bluntly. You have to pee or shit in your pants now. When we arrive at the
destination, I will definitely send you to the bathroom." It was not easy to fool Jay. No matter how hard
Dale tried, Jay would never believe anything he said.
Realizing that there was no way that he could escape, he turned around and ran away.
Fortunately, Jay caught up to him in a matter of seconds. He swept Dale's legs and brought the old
bastard to his knees.
"Take Dale to the car." Jay stared at him with so much hatred and disgust.
"Young Master, I'm an old servant of the Fu family. You can't treat me like this. I'm innocent!" Dale
pleaded at Charles with tearful eyes.
"Uncle Dale, it's precisely because you were a servant of our family that I want to take you with me to
pay my grandfather a visit. He hasn't seen you for so many years. He probably misses you quite a bit.
You do miss my grandfather, don't you?" Charles placed his hand on Dale's shoulder and grasped it
tightly.
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