Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 221

Chapter 221

Mia looked at her wide–eyed, then at the plamer, and subconsciously backed away.

“You bitch! You just want to take this chance to get back at me! You don’t really want to return the old house and the Fallen Group to us. No way! Absolutely not! Don’t even think about it.”

Sylvia didn’t react and merely twirled the ruler between her fingers indifferently. “You just said you would do anything. Now suddenly, you can’t.”

She pressed her lips in a thin line after saying that. As if on cue, Eleven and Twelve immediately stepped forward and grabbed Mia’s shoulder, pressing her down.

“What are you trying to do?!”

Hints of fear gradually stained Mia’s eyes. She shouted, “You want to scare me, don’t you?! You think I’m afraid of you! I won’t give in to you, slut!”

Sylvia’s thumb stopped fiddling with the ruler. Holding it straight, she slowly approached Mia. “Isn’t it fun to curse a slut? There’s not an inch of a rich man’s sophistication in that mouth of yours. So today, I’ll show you the rules!”

“What? You want to hit me? Bitch! How dare you touch me!”

Sylvia sneered and shook her head.

This Mia was really stupid. She wasn’t perceptive at all. If she simply kept blabbing and cursing, it would only irritate Sylvia more.

“But that’s okay,‘ Sylvia thought, already planning to use it for her demonstration.

“Since entering, how many curse words did you utter?”

Mia was flabbergasted.

“Who knows how much? she thought in a mixture of confusion and annoyance.

Eleven counted, “It’s five swear words in total, Miss.”

Sylvia casually raised the ruler high. “Two hits for every word. I won’t hit you too much for today, so be thankful it’s just ten.”

“No way! Why would you hit me! My mother and father have never even laid a finger on me! Who do you think you are?”

Having only ever been pampered her whole life, she was naturally a stranger to pain. She feared it, even. She couldn’t imagine how it would feel when the ruler hit her palm, She struggled frantically and kept screaming.

“Mom, save me! She’s going to beat me to death! Mom!”

her lesson and get rid of her domineering attitude, she had no choice but to strengthen her resolve, turn her face away, and ignore

bodyguards grabbed Mia’s arms and wrists and held them forward into position. She couldn’t pull back at all.

you still can’t control your mouth, then next time, I’ll use the ruler

Sylvia could

ruler to slap Mia’s lips,

in her throat while biting her lip. She couldn’t

that she was much more well behaved, Sylvia also stopped beating around the bush and finally brought

hit me! Mommy, save me! She’s really

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Chapter 221

tears as she screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

her strength. Adding to the fact that she had a strong foundation in martial arts,

and swell

mercilessly

couldn’t do anything else but howl to the point of hoarseness, cry into tears, and feel her arms trembling

five times turned it more swollen

to endure the urge to

the right hand and hit five times

and Twelve finally

calf was shaking as a result, so once she lost her support,

she used her hand to prevent her face from colliding with the floor. However, as soon as her palms touched the ground, a piercing

rushed over to help her and check the injuries on her palms.

eye to those who don’t. Within seven days, I’ll check if you learned your lesson and progressed with it. And if you still

arms. Apart from crying,

only look at Sylvia

too ruthless. She’s

Mia’s resignation. It seemed that she also lowered her arrogance by a large

better than simply telling her off. Wisdom

dressing table across Mia’s room so that she could see it every day

as much as a glance at her and left afterward

the ruler sitting there in plain sight as a threat and

jams and mistakes here and there, and she barely memorized

she knew she was helpless against Sylvia. She could only cry while cradling her swollen hands to her chest, “Huhu, you’re a cold–blooded animal. You only know how to bully me. I really, really hate

cry, “It seems like there is progress, at least. The words you use to curse me is more civilized. However, I’m afraid you’ve been swearing at me in private, right?”

her lips and

only the bathroom she’s

go to bed. It was almost like a bedtime prayer at this point that she might