The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 466 - 464

Joanna slapped Chase violently across his face, her patience worn thin to the bone.

"Spit it out, will you?!" she demanded. "Just tell me your idea and stop sputtering like that! It’s like you’re teasing me!"

Chase smiled awkwardly and replied, "The impostor, Mr. Q is indeed a cautious man, and he would only contact me through text messages. There’s also no way to ascertain his address or whereabouts through his phone number, so unless he’s willing to voluntarily show up, we have no way of finding him. So far, the only person who can make him turn up willingly is you, Ms. Pierce."

"I’m afraid I’m not that powerful..." said Joanna dejectedly. "Ever since he stood me up, I couldn’t contact him at all. If he really cared about me, he would’ve been a little more to say goodbye before he left."

"I believe the impostor, Mr. Q, must have a good reason for it..."

"So? Get to the point. What should I do to get him to show up?"

"It’s really simple." Chase curled his finger in a beckoning gesture at Joanna. "Follow me, Ms. Pierce."

In the dead of the night, Chase and Joanna weaved through the vast and labyrinthine Carmine Pawnshop. After a long journey through twists and turns, they finally stopped at the most remote courtyard. The place looked as if no one had stepped into it for centuries, and the door was covered in thick wads of cobwebs, cementing in an air of decay and ruin.

"Chase Cheever, what... what are you trying to do?"

Joanna pursed her lips and instinctively took a few steps back.

"Don’t be afraid, Ms. Pierce..."

Chase dusted off his long coat and calmly explained, "This is the area where water torture, one of the ten worst torture techniques employed by Carmine Pawnshop, is conducted. It has been four years since the last person was tortured here, so it might look as if it’s in disrepair, but back in the day, people filled this place all the time. It was a much livelier place back then."

"Uh... ten worst torture techniques? A lively place?"

Joanna was so taken aback that she almost choked on her own saliva.

"Are you sure you guys weren’t filming a movie here? Torture techniques? I’ve only heard of that in movies!"

"What you’ve seen in movies is probably much tamer than what we actually do here in Carmine Pawnshop. Because some of them might be too atrocious for your taste, I won’t elaborate and go straight to the water torture..."

Chase then continued, "Water torture is the mildest among the ten worst torture techniques. The victim is first tied up inside the water prison, where they will then suffer all manner of tribulations. At first, the water level reaches just around the victim’s waist, but every half an hour, there will be other things added to the water. Firstly, all kinds of venomous snakes, centipedes, and loaches will be released. Then, slowly, boiling water will be added. After that, boiling oil will pour in, and finally... sulphuric acid!"

"Stop! I don’t want to hear it anymore! Whoever thought of such a heinous thing must’ve been a complete psychopath!"

Joanna could hardly bear to even imagine such a scene. Forget about the boiling oil and acid; she was covered in goosebumps even thinking about the snakes! Even worse was the thought of how the

snakes would writhe and flail around wildly in a panic once the boiling water was added—she could not imagine how horrifying such a situation might be!

"You’re too faint-hearted, Ms. Pierce. I told you that water torture is the lightest among the ten worst torture techniques. Besides, Boss was the one who came up with these punishments."

"My brother came up with these?" Joanna could not help but sigh. "Wasn’t he a little too aggressive?" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"His original intent for these things was to deter would-be dissidents," Chase explained, "whether it be the employees of Carmine Pawnshop or the customers. Anyone who disobeyed the rules must face the punishment. Yet, when faced with the grim possibility of being punished with the ten horrifying torture techniques, almost no one dared to cause any trouble, so strictly speaking, the actual number of people who were tortured is very low."

"I can understand that," said Joanna. "Historically, rulers must have an extremely strict punishment system to maintain order. I’m sure my brother must’ve seen a lot of period movies and read lots of books about history to come up with such a thing. Otherwise, no normal person could ever think of doing something so insane."

Joanna was highly empathetic by nature. Although she disagreed with Quinton’s method, she could still understand why he had to take such extreme measures. After all, Quinton must have had to work exceedingly hard to reach his current position, seeing that he came from a humble fishing village. Without taking some extraordinary measures, he would never have made it this far.

"By the way, why did you take me here? Is someone getting punished?"

Joanna asked Chase the question in confusion.

"You’re right, someone’s getting punished, and it’s you!"

Chase smiled and pulled out a key to open the door to the water prison before bowing slightly and making an inviting gesture towards Joanna.

"Go ahead, Ms. Pierce!"

"???"

Joanna gulped, her hair standing on end.

The water prison wasn’t even large. It was about the size of a small bedroom with a height of about six and a half feet, more than deep enough to completely submerge a human being. The walls were smooth and polished, but they were dotted with numerous holes of different sizes. These were possibly the cavities from where the snakes, centipedes, boiling oil, acid, and whatever else were let out into the water prison.

Because no one had been in there for a long time, the water prison gave off a nasty rotten stench, like the smell of dead rats or even human corpses. She could not bear to be inside the water prison for long, because as soon as she took a breath, she would be overcome by an urge to vomit!

"Don’t panic," Chase assured her. "My idea is to let you stay in the water prison for a while and act as if you’d been tortured. Then I’ll send a picture of you here to the impostor Mr. Q and tell him that the real Mr. Q had returned and demanded that he come here to save you. Even the impostor knows how terrifying water torture is, so I’m convinced that as soon as he sees a picture of you here, he would come to your rescue at full speed!"

"This way," Chase added, "not only can we make him show up, we can also prove if he truly loves you. It’s a brilliant plan, don’t you think?"

At that moment, Chase felt that he was simply a genius for having thought of such a perfect plan that managed to solve two problems at once.

"I think..." Joanna stroked her chin as she was lost in thought. "Your plan sounds pretty good!"

She really wanted to know who in the world the impostor actually was, and whether his feelings for her were genuine.

"Great! Then let’s start right away, because the sun is coming up soon..."

Chase then proceeded to test every switch and mechanism of the water prison with full enthusiasm, looking as if he was eager to try them all out.

Meanwhile, Joanna stood in front of the water prison in a seemingly dejected mood.

"Is this really going to work?" she asked, full of hesitation. "He’s... He’s such a cunning and cautious man! Perhaps he wouldn’t even show up!"

"That’s fine too," replied Chase. "If he doesn’t show up, then it proves that his feelings for you were all lies, and it also proves that I have a poor eye to judge a character. In that case, you may just scoop my eyes out because I won’t have any use for them!"

"Then I hope he doesn’t show up!" whispered Joanna.

She really did wish that he would not show up, because if he did risk it all and turned up just to save her, and in the process putting himself in grave danger, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

"He will decide for himself whether or not he is going to show up," said Chase. "All you have to do now is to act as convincingly as possible. My guess is that... he’s going to be here within thirty minutes, because in half an hour, all kinds of snakes and centipedes will be released from the holes in the walls. He would never let you suffer such a gruesome fate!"

"Okay," Joanna nodded and gritted her teeth before going into the water prison. "Let’s do it then!"

Right now, the water level in the water prison merely reached her ankles, but the water was flowing continuously into the water prison through the holes. Joanna’s hands were then chained to the walls, making her look frail and extremely pitiful.

"Very good!" Chase pulled out his phone and began to direct Joanna on how to act as he recorded a video, "Now just maintain this posture and try to squeeze out some tears and cry for help..."

Soon afterwards, they successfully shot a ten-second video, and it was immediately sent to the impostor Mr. Q.