Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 1694

She couldn't wrap her head around it-how Kimberly, after all she'd been through, managed to keep that necklace in such pristine condition.

"Take me to those people," Fiona said, her voice calm and steady. Her delicate features were a storm of anger, her eyes dark and intense, like a demon straight out of hell, brimming with menace.

They made their way to a basement, dim and damp. As the door creaked open, a nauseating stench hit them, so overpowering that even Fiona had to cover her nose. It was the perfect hideout for vermin and decay.

Yara gestured towards the corner where three people crouched, their faces gaunt and pale, bodies so thin and frail it was painful to see. Even in such dire straits, they hadn't given up tormenting Kimberly. It seemed the saying held true: those who are pitiable often have something despicable about them.

"Fiona, sweetheart, they're all yours. Do whatever you feel like. The tools are right over there," Yara said with a mischievous grin, giving Fiona's cheek a playful tweak. Fiona was stunning, no doubt about it.

"Thanks."

basement. She picked up a metal rod, testing its weight in her hand. It might not leave visible marks, but

stay back!" one of the men shouted, his voice barely hiding his fear. Every fiber of his being was screaming at the sight of this fierce

I'll never do it again.

Kimberly, now lying in bed, barely clinging to life, had begged

arrived in time, would

disgust

time for a

in hand, her steps slow and deliberate. Soon, the only sound in the basement was the harsh breathing of

first scream broke the silence like a clap of thunder, followed by a chorus of wails. Even

woman who turned

couldn't help