Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 180-1

Fiona’s body curled up as she trembled uncontrollably.

"Break every bone in her body," Nathan ordered, his voice devoid of emotion.

Gripping an iron rod, the mercenary dragged it along the concrete floor. The screech of metal against stone sent shivers down one’s spine. He approached Fiona and swung the rod down hard on her leg.

The basement echoed with a piercing, agonizing scream. Fiona’s body convulsed in pain as her vision blurred, teetering on the edge of unconsciousness.

But she gritted her teeth, knowing all too well what would happen if she let herself slip away—she would be doused with freezing water to snap her back to reality.

The blows continued until the mercenary had shattered every bone in her body before Fiona finally passed out.

"Wake her up," Nathan commanded.

A bucket of ice-cold water poured over Fiona. Her body spasmed uncontrollably, and never before had death seemed so tempting.

off her tongue, and gouge her eyes," Nathan instructed, smoothing his suit before

the basement echoed behind him, and

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before a floor-to-ceiling window

reported. "She was raised in Bane Springs and only recently reunited with the Darling family. They haven’t announced it

designer known as Isla, and the artist who goes by Chimera. She’s also an honorary professor at Moreno University.

short while ago, she accompanied

face darkened as she stared into the night. "How could someone who grew up in

that the biological daughter of the Darling family is back, Audrey must be in a precarious position. That fool had always dreamed of marrying David. Well,

lingered on Cheryl, his eyes brimming

her wine glass on the table and lay prone on the sofa.

working gently over her shoulders, his eyes filled with

eyes and relaxed into

seemed like Quentin was used to Cheryl treating him this way.

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