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.

at the doorway, unable to turn away as the

a stark and harrowing sound that

emotions, her departure from the

Luxury car, the grandeur of Peace Mountain

sealed quiet of the car, the whip’s echo

deed.

mind, a bitter truth acknowledging Violeta’s inextricable bond with her family,

realized her misplaced anger towards Violeta was unjust, a misdirection of her anger for

prompted Lucinda’s decision to reach out to

from visiting the villa, choosing instead to connect with

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

to her former acclaim as

Violeta greeted, “Lucinda, what’s on

you might be perplexed by my decision

candid in

had my

I trust you’re not one to

actions, I believe, are

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