Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 688

Chapter 688: That day, Miss Morgans men dragged me to an isolated area near the mountain base, where she began her assault.

Her first kick hit my stomach, and she yelled that my suffering was because of my friendship with Harlee, someone she despised.

When my left arm broke under her pressure, she mocked me, saying I deserved it for daring to exist in her world.

She declared herself the esteemed Morgan family member and labeled me a worthless individual, fit only to amuse others.

She said dying by her hand was the highest honor Id ever achieve.

Later, as my right arm shattered, she threatened that no matter how likable I seemed, her wealth could silence any criticism.

She added that if I refused to submit, shed twist my death into a scandalous story, claiming I was a homewrecker beaten to death by an angry wife.

The courtroom fell into a heavy silence.

The grainy video had only shown a vague image of Lindsay kicking someone, but Tiffanys clear and unwavering tone painted a brutal picture that struck everyone in the room.

Lindsays cruel words and Tiffanys matter-of-fact recounting of her injuries left them in stunned disbelief.

As Tiffany spoke, tears suddenly streamed down her cheeks.

She called me garbage, a mere plaything for others entertainment, claiming I should be grateful for the privileges she could grant.

shed yank out my hair strand by strand and carve my scalp with sharp stones… Recalling the scene,

had been resolute for so long, but the nights

echoed in her mind, and even sleep was plagued by nightmares of sharp stones slicing into her

the incident, Tiffany hadnt had a good

cried much since that day, for her tears had long

Was it fear of the memories? No, it was the determination to drag Lindsay into despair when Lindsay still had a glimmer of hope

couldnt repay the torment she suffered a

Tiffanys hand tightly, her face

suddenly dropped something to

faint, it rang out in the stillness, pulling

gaze between Tiffany, her face streaked with tears, and Lindsay, whose

lips moved faintly, but no

the mix of

streams comment

finally broke through the

reflected both deep sorrow and empathy for

his

voice cracked with an intensity that

if justice spares you,

more,

Clints shaking hands in her own and murmured, Its