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.

herself rooted at the doorway, unable to turn away as the

and harrowing sound

of 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

her misplaced anger towards Violeta was unjust, a misdirection of her anger for Graham’s

prompted Lucinda’s decision to

villa, choosing instead to connect with Violeta through

ten minutes had passed when Violeta approached the luxury car with a trot that

haste, lived up to her

the passenger seat, Violeta greeted, “Lucinda, what’s

might be perplexed by my decision

candid

had my

one to act rashly without

I believe, are

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