Chapter 163

Harper tormented Janet brutally that night.

She called in two soldiers and had them hold Janet tight as she lashed Janet with a whip.

Soon there was no good skin left on Janet’s body for Harper to land her whip on. The blood streamed down and painted the white carpet red.

The pain was unbearable.

Yet Janet bit on the cloth that clogged her mouth and stayed perfectly quiet the whole time.

She would not give Harper the pleasure of hearing her groan out in pain.

Eventually, it was Wendy who got scared and whispered into Harper’s ears, “My Queen, we might need to call it a night…Master Daran said that he didn’t want any permanent wounds…”

Harper snorted, “It is just a couple of lashes, nothing permanent. Why? Do you find this bitch pitiful and want me to stop?”

Her vicious tone sent a shiver down Wendy’s spine, and she stuttered, “No…of course not. She deserves every bit of this, my queen.

“Of course, she deserves this. Let me tell you this: what I am putting her through right now doesn’t come close to what she did to me.”

Harper moved her wrist and tossed the whip on the ground, “But my hands are getting sore. The King is coming to have dinner with me tomorrow. I don’t want to look worn out. We will call it a night here.”

Wendy let out a small sigh of relief.

“Do you want us to take her somewhere else?” the guards asked, “The smell of blood is quite unpleasant ”

“No, I want her in my room. The blood smell reminds me of my victory. It will help me to get a good night’s sleep,” Harper smiled.

The guards bowed and exited the room.

Janet lay on the cold floor with her eyes closed and her whole body drained in blood and cold sweat. Every inch of skin was in prickling pain.

If Harper thought she could defeat her through some physical pains, then she was wrong.

Anything that didn’t kill her made her stronger instead.

Her mind was sharper than ever.

She would never forget that it was Harper who held the whip and lashed her today.

And even more importantly, it was Daran who caused her into this situation.

Janet fell asleep on the carpet by Harper’s bedside–or maybe she passed out due to heavy blood loss.

She woke up the next morning feeling somebody fumble with something on her neck

She opened her eyes and found Wendy crouched down in front of her.

in panic as though she was afraid that Janet

“Good morning, sleepy bird.”

tea in her hands, smiling briskly at Janet, “Did you have a good sleep

eyed her

were curled up beside my bedside like an injured fucking

and felt something cold like steel

asked in a hoarse

as she replied, “Not just any collar, my dear. A very high–techy collar with a microbomb implanted in it. Wendy, why don’t you loosen her up and let her take a look

and untied those

herself up. That small movement caused a sharp

back to the floor.

anyway, knowing that Harper

would not

to the mirror on the

there was a silver–made choker with a

  1. it.

tried to open the locket, but it stayed

Harper grimaced behind her back. “Unless you want to

to look

that it will be less fun if I just

you like

thing on your neck, you can move around, and

back on the couch and raised an eyebrow, “Oh,

it forcefully. It won’t

you are not

looked perfectly normal to

do you want to

Janet, “I know that you have a strong

stiffly

a long pause, she said, “…Fine. What do

“Great!”

“Come over here.

walked up to

something from the

A nail polish kit.

could have our nails done,” Harper smiled sweetly. “We never got to do this kind of sister stuff back at Riverside Pack, didn’t we? Now it is time to make

A manicure?

That was it?

this was not as

let you do mine first.” Harper

gave her hands to

Janet took her hands and started working with her

shape. Then

that nail clipper into Harper’s eyeballs or maybe clip

the guards were standing right behind the couch, and she was too severely injured to fight

neck was literally

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