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.

I betray Harlee, or shed yank out my hair strand by strand and carve my scalp with sharp stones…

so long, but the nights

and even sleep was plagued by nightmares of sharp stones slicing into her skin, courtesy of

the incident, Tiffany hadnt had a

since that day, for her tears

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a thousandfold,

tightly, her face

standing nearby, suddenly dropped something to

was faint, it rang out in the

Tiffany, her face streaked with tears, and Lindsay, whose calm,

moved faintly, but no sound

capture the mix of dread and outrage hanging

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was Clint who finally broke

his chest, his face reflected both deep

hands quivered as he turned his piercing glare toward

voice cracked with an intensity that shook

he continued, Even if justice spares you,

answer for what youve… Before Clint could say more, Tiffany stepped forward, gently letting go of Harlees

shaking hands in her own

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