Chapter 632

Chapter 632

She finished speaking and was about to take action. These scumbags

were simply too outrageous.

Franklin grabbed her arm and raised his own phone. "The old Mr.

Bennett, yes, we're at the prison. Can you help us out?"

As he spoke, he handed the phone over to the sheriff. “It's for you."

The sheriff was taken aback for a moment, then took the phone and

said, "The old Mr. Bennett? Hello, hello. Yes... Okay, okay. I'll let her in

right away. Alright, alright..."

After hanging up the phone, the sheriff put on a gloomy look, as if he

had been invisibly slapped hard several times.

Now he was really in a dilemma.

Previously, he had to respect Mrs. Ritter's order to torment Cody.

Just after he did that, the Bennett family instructed him to take good

care of Cody.

He didn't how to make a win-win choice!

Well, he might as well focus on making Cody receive medical

treatment, because he could not afford to offend either the Ritter family

or the Bennett family.

Then he forced a smile, "Dr. Andrews, please come this way. If I had

known you saved the old Mr. Bennett, I would have let you in earlier.”

“I remember you. You really are a good sheriff," Sylvia mocked while

following the sheriff into the prison.

The sheriff's current concern was that if Sylvia discovered Cody's

condition, especially the whip marks on his body, what would happen

then...

Getting a reputation for mistreating prisoners was something he could

not afford to bear.

These prisoners had not been convicted yet.

They were not considered real criminals yet.

The sheriff was extremely anxious and uneasy at those thoughts.

However, he didn't show his uneasiness and instead personally brought

Sylvia to Cody.

He didn't go anywhere and kept a close eye on all of Sylvia's actions.

Sylvia squatted in front of Cody, there were no inspection tools here, so

she could only take his pulse.

As soon as her fair and slender fingers touched the man's pulse, she

was slightly taken aback.

His body temperature was so hot.

He had a high fever as high as 105 degrees.

How could he have such a high fever?

After a while, she withdrew her hand and reached out to flip his eyelids

to check his pupils.

A few minutes passed, Sylvia lowered her gaze and her face became

very serious.

Swish!

Before everyone could react, they watched Sylvia tear off Cody's

clothes.

The sheriff was shocked.

Damn it!

Sylvia guessed that Cody had been tortured in the prison, but when she

thought welts on Cody's bare chest and back, her pupils shrank

violently and her chest churned with overwhelming anger.

“Damn it! You tortured him with whips!"

Her beautiful eyes were filled with anger, staring fiercely at the sheriff.

"Dr. Andrews, it's not our fault. He tried to escape! We couldn't let him

get away, so we took certain measures. Don't worry. He won't die.” The

sheriff rubbed his hands together and spoke directly. Anyway, Cody

was unconscious and couldn't defend himself.

Sylvia had never felt so frustrated.

She suddenly felt so powerless. She couldn't do anything about his

kind of trash.

She said through gritted teeth, "If I found you beat him again, I won't

spare you."

She was so angry that her chest was heaving hard.

At this moment, Brayden and Franklin, who had been watching the

situation inside all along, were also shocked by the intertwined red and

swollen scars.

How could this happen?

“I'm going in, I'm going to kill these bastards!" Brayden reacted, and

was about to rush in angrily.

Franklin immediately stopped him, "Brayden, calm down."

"How can you expect me to stay calm? That's my dad! My dad!" The

usually handsome and sunny man now had bloodshot eyes. "Franklin!

That's my dad! How could they do this to him? He's over fifty years

old... Even young people can't handle it... How can he bear it? He..."

Brayden's eyes welled up with tears, and he couldn't contain the pain

and anger that consumed him. It was overwhelming, and he couldn't

hold it in for even a moment longer.

"Believe me, Sylvia will cure him. Sylvia will definitely have a way,"

Franklin pressed Brayden against the wall with his big hands tightly

gripping his shoulders. "Don't make a scene. One day we will definitely

avenge Cody, but causing trouble now won't do any good.”

“Brayden..." Jenna couldn't hold back anymore. She looked at the

wounds on Cody's body, and her tears flowed out. She cried and threw

herself into Brayden's arms, "Brayden... I'm so sad... I'm so useless, I

can't save my godfather..."