Chapter 594:

She sipped her coffee, trying to mask her discomfort.

The muffled sounds from upstairs changed, evolving into anguished screams and finally into desperate, gut-wrenching pleas.

The harsh, guttural cries were punctuated by the sharp crack of a whip, reverberating through the grand villa. Katrina’s hands shook, the coffee cup trembling against its saucer.

She’d always known Doug had a dark side, but she hadn’t imagined it was this depraved.

A chill of dread coiled around her.

Just as she gathered the courage to leave, the eerie silence upstairs brought her to a halt.

The door creaked open, and Doug emerged at the top of the staircase.

His sharp, narrow eyes locked onto her, a glimmer of amusement flickering within them.

sent a wave of unease

rose to make her escape, but Doug’s

here

forced herself

room upstairs.

glance, Doug pushed open the patio door and strolled into the yard, golf

frozen, waiting until she was absolutely certain he was out of sight before heading upstairs

slightly ajar, and a faint,

in and emerging

lit. Standing in the

to trigger the automatic curtains, which

windows, pooling onto the polished

expansive two hundred square meters, barren except for a massive bed and

the disarray, Joyce sat nonchalantly, one hand tracing the edge of the freshly changed sheets,

deeply, her head tilted slightly back, exhaling a plume of smoke with a detached

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