“Did you guys investigate my background?” Lacey jumped up with anger, as if she was about to fight Boyce. That was her secret and she didn’t allow anyone to know it.

Her feet were tied and the moment she jumped up she fell to the ground.

Boyce smiled. Having confirmed that it was her weakness, he continued to provoke her, “You were pregnant and you even gave birth. However, the baby… died.”

“Shut up! You shut up!” Lacey shouted and shook her head. Boyce’s words seemed like thunder, and fell straight on her head, separating her blood and flesh.

Sometimes she acted crazy, sometimes she laid on the ground motionless like a lifeless puppet.

On the second floor.

Charles frowned. Boyce had only said a few words briefly. However, these few words had shocked him a lot. Lacey had been pregnant? She had given birth?

This was like a bolt from the blue for him.

Now, he finally understood what Boyce meant when he said there would be a surprise.

He grabbed the armrest and stared at her. There were some things he wanted to ask her himself.

With the help of his driver, he went downstairs.

Lacey’s head was on the ground, her hair was scattered blocking her eyes and eyebrows. Through the gap in her hair, she seemed to see Charles rolling his wheelchair and coming towards her.

Charles?

She suddenly raised her head to look at Charles and her eyes widened. Was he here too?

Did he hear what Boyce said just now?

“Charles…”

Why did you hide it from me? How come you had a child?” He frowned. At this moment, he realized that

he also didn’t take

treated badly by

never thought that

She wanted to hide herself, not wanting

“Speak!” Charles growled.

Lacey’s voice was louder than his. She wanted to

a lot of pain. She

you?!” Charles’s face had a darkness that

looked at Charles. Looking at him,

from red to bloodless pale and her eyes were filled with a dead stillness. She stared blankly at

head and said

that he was lying to

child. I was forced!” Lacey laughed loudly after saying that. She laughed until her

time, her younger brother was a few years old and he liked to cry at night. Her adoptive father used his crying noises as an excuse to not sleep besides Lacey’s

lightning rumbled. Even the cows tethered in the house became jittery with fright

hid under the quilt that was thin and smelt really

sound of

“Lacey.”

her badly. In the daytime, she was required to do chores, feed the cows, mow the grass, wash and cook and even do the work in the

adoptive father was slightly better

cautious, “Dad, why

would there be to do?” He sat down on the bed and said with a smile, “I saw that it was raining with thunder and lightning. I was afraid

not

didn’t understand what her adoptive

you. But I have taught her well, she

Her resistance and lack of

trapped and could only

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