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."

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

one of the men shouted, his voice barely hiding his fear. Every fiber of his being was screaming at

me go. I swear I'll never do it again. I'll never come

now lying in bed, barely clinging to life, had begged just like this. And these people, had they

in time,

her shudder with disgust at these people. Forgiveness?

for a taste

Soon, the only sound in the basement

like a clap of thunder, followed by a chorus of wails. Even Yara's crew

all seen Fiona before-a pretty young woman who turned into

help but