Chapter 1950

Her first horse, a gift from Graham on her eleventh birthday from Aldoria, was cherished until a fateful accident drove her to Forden, marking the end of her riding days.

As Lucinda lingered in her reflections, the bodyguards swiftly procured a whip.

With a respectful bow towards her, they opened the door to proceed with their task.

Inside, Graham continued his writing, undisturbed by the sound of approaching footsteps.

“Mr.

Simmons, I regret to inform you, but by Miss Simmons’ orders, you are to be lashed twenty times.

Graham, pausing his writing, set his pen aside with a composed gesture.

His response hinted at a grim familiarity with such ordeals, perhaps a dark reflection of his past self-inflicted penances.

Swiftly, he shed his suit jacket, donning only a thin shirt to brace for the impending lashes.

Carefully, he moved the small tea table, ensuring the papers he had painstakingly worked on remained undisturbed.

doorway, unable to turn away

lash echoed, a stark and harrowing

clenched, Lucinda battled a turmoil of emotions, her departure from the villa a

her Luxury car, the grandeur of Peace Mountain

the whip’s echo haunted her, an unnerving reminder

deed.

truth acknowledging Violeta’s inextricable bond with her family, unaffected

anger towards Violeta was unjust, a misdirection

realization prompted Lucinda’s decision to

refrained from visiting the villa, choosing instead to connect with Violeta through a phone

approached the luxury car with a trot that belied her elegance and

in haste, lived up to her former acclaim as

passenger seat, Violeta greeted, “Lucinda,

concerned you might be perplexed by my decision to discipline

was candid in her

had my

trust you’re not one to act rashly without

believe, are

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