Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 1138:

That night, Neil and his family were finally dragged out of the basement. The scene was nothing short of ghastly. None of them left on their own feet; they were carried, bruised and bloodied, back to their house like discarded marionettes.

The punishment had been brutal beyond words. One hundred lashes left their bodies a tapestry of torn skin and agony. Lorna’s shrill cries filled the night as she was hauled home, her voice echoing through the estate like a banshee’s wail.

Back at the house, they wasted no time calling the family doctor. As the wounds were cleaned and treated, their collective screams of torment formed a chilling cacophony, each cry more harrowing than the last.

The entire house was steeped in an oppressive atmosphere, heavy with the metallic tang of blood, the suffocating weight of despair, and the simmering fury that lingered in every corner.

Amid the turmoil, Foley and Della stood paralyzed. Fear clung to them like a second skin. They trembled, not knowing which was worse—the possibility of Neil’s wrath descending on them or him uncovering Foley’s covert attempts to curry favor with Connor. Guilt gnawed at them with every tortured cry.

But Neil was far too consumed by his own pain and festering hatred to notice their unease. His sole focus was Connor, and the fury bubbling inside him had turned into a tempest.

of a drawer, he retrieved a phone. His trembling fingers dialed a number—a contact

await on

about the consequences anymore. Revenge was all that mattered. Connor had to disappear, and it

rage that he was oblivious to the fact

the call, Connor had already breached his phone with cutting-edge hacking skills, eavesdropping on the

a trace. Thus, Neil and the person on the other end remained blissfully unaware of the

call was

line was deep and resonant, carrying the weight of ageless wisdom, like a vampire emerging from centuries of

mix of nerves and

tinged with mystery. “Tell

Neil decided

you to