Finally the billionaire’s order was carried out. Brian refused to wear his cloths.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Aye!”
He groaned and wailed at the tops of his voice and I perceived they were whipping him now.
But why would a rightful thinking person refuse to wear his cloths? And why would they whip a grown up in his right senses. I was beginning to suspect mental derangement.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Aye!”
The wailing ravaged the entire mansion, and Opula was forced to go on her knees and pled on his behalf.
“Father, please, I beg of you. Have mercy upon Brian you know his condition. If they continue to whip him with such callousness, they will hurt him and he doesn’t need to appear distraught since today is his day. I suggest we opt for gentler way of bringing him out…”
Fanny interrupted her, “Enough of tha
