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.

had woken up, Wendy jumped back in panic as

“Good morning, sleepy bird.”

was sitting on the couch with a cup of tea in her hands,

eyed her coldly

up beside my bedside

her neck and felt something cold

asked in a hoarse

collar with a microbomb implanted in it. Wendy, why don’t you loosen her up and let her take

approached Janet and untied those ropes

held onto the bedpost and slowly pulled herself up. That small movement caused a sharp pain to

back to the floor.

strengthened her back anyway,

not

mirror on the

blood–stained neck, there was a silver–made choker with a

  1. it.

the locket, but it

grimaced behind her

turned to look at her,

it will be less fun if I just lock you to my

you like

creative. With this sweet thing on your neck, you can move around, and I can trust

on the couch and

forcefully.

do I know that you are not bluffing?”

perfectly

you want to

“I know that you have a strong wolf…But no wolf can

stood stiffly

she said,

“Great!”

“Come over here. There is something that

walked up to

had Wendy bring something from the closet and

A nail polish kit.

do this kind of sister stuff back

A manicure?

That was it?

this was not

let you do mine first.” Harper urged, “I want egg–shell white with

gave her hands to

Janet took her hands and started working

an oval shape. Then she started applying the

shove that nail clipper into Harper’s eyeballs or maybe clip Harper’s fingers

standing right behind the couch, and she was too severely

on her neck was literally a ticking

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