Marina's body was working fine bar one—she couldn't control her legs. "What did you do to me?"

"Try walking backward."

They could move when she was retreating, but they stopped whenever she was heading for the gates.

"I've set your mobility strictly within the Carlton residence. Ms. Fordham is a genius indeed. She resolved a big problem of mine."

Although Marina had known that Olivia would never let her go that easily, she hadn't expected Olivia to take it this far.

Olivia gave Marina freedom yet caged her in the house at the same time.

It was late at night by the time Olivia arrived at the Heath residence.

She was tired from performing such a surgery—which needed a few hands—all alone.

Not only did it take a toll on her body, but also on her mentality.

In fact, attaching a prosthetic leg wasn't her forte, so it was more tiring than usual surgeries.

fell into a deep sleep as soon

were people taking care of Molly, there

snowy night, a lifeless Krystal sat by her

Krystal was confined in her room, and the

though cast to oblivion, no

the ingredients for her meals were fresh, they

it couldn't be

served. The food had

the soup, and the night was solemn. In the past, her family would've been worried

young girls dying

not to burn the midnight oil, as well as checking if

enemy.

her happiness but became the

draw other's attention to help her clean

dug in her

baby had to live; only then would her sentence be alleviated. She'd rather die than go to

had never suffered this much, let alone eating cold food. Furious, Krystal threw the plate onto

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