chapter 289 Mitchell Quinton's ruthlessness! My scalp is numb

Although the man had never been subjected to such a punishment, he knew it was a cruel punishment even if he only heard Mitchell Quinton say it. If it was a real big iron comb, he might be able to bear it with gritted teeth, but holding such a small fork, torturing himself little by little, he couldn't guarantee that he could withstand the mental pressure and would say something he shouldn't say uncontrollably. Mitchell Quinton seemed not to notice the fear on the other person's face. He looked...