Magic Doctor CEO Lady's Humble Husband (Fade Chen)
Chapter 1476

Harold licked his lips again and laughed in a crazed manner as he continued, "Not only did I toy with her, but when I had enough of it, I threw her to my subordinates for them to have their fun too. In the end, Daisy was tortured to death by them."

"Oh yes, and that daughter of yours. Back then, she was probably only a few months old! She was so small and quite cute. Unfortunately, I smashed her against a rock and she became a pile of minced meat. Her tiny little face was unrecognizable when I was done. Dear me..." Harold laughed more.

"I'm going to kill you! I will kill you!" Moore could not hold it back any longer. His eyes blazed with anger and the energy in his body surged outwards. Full of bloodlust, he charged at Harold.

A wicked grin played out on Harold's lips. He closed his eyes, as if he had been waiting for just this for a long, long time.

Just as Moore was about to deal the killing blow, Fade sprung up in front of Harold in a flash, shielding him from Moore's attack.

"What are you doing?" Moore's first reaction was surprise, but then hatred consumed his gaze as he looked at Fade.

He said, "Calm down, Moore. Don't be fooled by this guy's lies."

"He's lying?" Moore was thrown for a loop, and he glanced at Harold.

Harold, at that moment, was also surprised at what Fade did. He immediately spoke again, "I speak nothing but the truth. Moore, haven't you heard enough? How about I give you even more detail about how I savored Daisy back then? What a scrumptious woman she was. I can recall it clearly to this day. Her skin, her touch, her tightness, and..."

At that, Moore, who had just calmed down, was about to erupt into a fit again.

However, Fade butted in, "Moore, I don't know about the other things he mentioned, but one thing that I'm sure of is that your daughter is alive."

"My daughter's alive? How do you know that?" He asked in surprise.

Fade answered, "I'll explain it to you later. Now, let's get the truth out of him."

Then, he turned to look at Harold with a solemn look on his face. In an icy voice, he said, "Everything you said before this was to deliberately rile Moore up. It's probably because you know that you'll die here, so you wanted to hurt him and give him regrets that would stay with him till the end of his life. Am I right?"

Briefly, there was a flash in Harold's gaze, but then he laughed again, "Boy, you can say anything you want to pacify Moore. It's not my business if he chooses to live on deceiving himself. Anyway, it wasn't my wife and daughter who died. It's his."

"You..." Moore's rage was evident. He could not suppress the murderous intent he had, and was about to attack Harold.

However, at that juncture, Fade narrowed his eyes. He reached into his pocket and produced a set of silver needles, sticking them into his fingertips. He said coolly, "It seems that you won't tell the truth until you've been taught a lesson."

"What are you intending on doing?" Anxious, Harold asked.

"You're about to find out," Fade told him icily. With his fingertips, he pierced the silver needles into Harold's skin.

In the beginning, he did not display much of a reaction, but not long after, his face turned more and more red, and he let out tortured cries.

By the time Fade's last silver needle pierced into his skin, Harold was already rolling on the ground in pain. He was screeching in pain, as if he were an injured beast, "It hurts! It hurts! Kill me, give me death, quick..."

Fade's eyes showed no sympathy for the man. "To kill you would be to let you off easy. By the way, this technique gives you endless pain, but you won't fall unconscious. Judging from my previous experience, it would take you at least half a month to die from the pain alone."

"Make your choice!" He crossed his arms over his chest and declared mercilessly.

When Harold processed his words, he cowered at the thought that he would have to endure this grueling pain for a month. He could no longer withstand it, and yelled, "I'll tell you the truth! I'll give you the truth! Take the needles out! Hurry!"

Fade mulled over it for a few seconds. Just as Harold was about to lose his mind from the pain, he removed the needles.

"Speak. What really happened back then?" He looked down at Harold haughtily, with no warmth in his voice at all.

Glancing at him, Harold could not suppress an involuntary shiver. He lowered his head and spoke in a defeated tone, "Everything I just said was a lie."

Moore's expression changed when he heard that. It was hard to tell if he was happy or not, from the look on his face.

He continued, "Back then, Moore had taken Daisy and his daughter and left. We gave chase, and only after a while did we realize that Daisy was no longer with him. We sent more people to chase after her from a different direction."

"We chased her into a forest on a mountain, and forced her to the edge of a cliff. I told her that I would spare both of them if she came with me."

"However, Daisy had a mind of her own. In the end, she didn't accept the terms I set for her. Without any hesitation, she jumped into the stream below, with your daughter in her arms." "What?!" Moore was about to go into a fit of rage when he heard that.

Harold quickly continued as he noticed Moore's anger, "I didn't intend for that to happen. After she jumped, I immediately took my men to the stream to search for them, but there was no trace of them anywhere to be seen."

"Later, I instructed my men to search all the way downstream. Finally, we found Daisy's coat and traces of footprints on the riverbank at a village some distance away. However, the footprints trailed off, and from there, we had no more clues."

"But judging from that, we inferred that they were not dead. At least, we could say for sure that Daisy was not dead, otherwise there wouldn't have been footprints there."

Moore's anger dissipated when he heard that. It turned into a look of hope.

At that point, Fade added, "I'm almost certain that Moore's daughter is still alive too."

Moore trembled when he heard that. Looking at Fade with doubt, yet a hint of hope, he asked, "Fade, why do you say that? Do you know something about her?"

He nodded. "Indeed, I know certain things."

Then, he told Moore that Joey was likely to be his daughter. He did not go into detail regarding her identity and whereabouts, of course. He merely said that he knew such a person.

Even then, Moore's face lit up with unparalleled excitement when he heard that. His eyes sparkled with anticipation, and he was animated. "Really? Is that true? My daughter's still alive. She is... I, I..."