Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks by Caspian Wood

Chapter 563

As night fell, the crescent moon rose into the sky. A few crows occasionally flapped by, their standing ones piercing he darkness. The forest surrounding the Watron family estate, already shrouded in mystery dowing the bay, com

more eerie.

A sharp, chilling sound of a whip cracking through the air rang out from within the villa

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It was the same underground chamber where Hank had been confined earlier that morning Lyta knee on the cold groned, her body covered in wounds.

Standing beside her was a burly man dressed in black, gripping a whip stained with traces of blood. He lashed her over and over, yet despite the pain, Lydia never uttered a single cry.

Seated on the sofa across from her was her father–Tristan. His expression was calm, devoid of any trace of pity as he watched his daughter being punished.

The assistant standing beside Tristan sighed, unable to bear the sight any longer. “Mr. Walton, if this continues, Ma. Wilton might not make it.”

Only after this reminder did Tristan finally give the black–clad man a subtle glance.

Receiving the signal, the man immediately stopped. Lydia was already battered and bruised, her body trembling lightly us she lifted her gaze to meet her father’s.

Tristan looked down at her. “Do you know what you did wrong?”

Lydia hesitated. She nodded, then shook her head. “I don’t know. Father, please enlighten me?

Remember what

him to talk!

We could take our time, treat him with courtesy. But what did

him–you even grabbed him by the throat! And now look what you’ve done. You gave him leverage against us, and worse, you

truly shares blood ties with Arthur, then tell me how am I supposed to

now you’ve made it even worse. Tell me,

mess?”

to her feet. She let out a soft chuckle. “Father, do you really think that boy, Hank, didn’t already have his guard up? From the moment you had people bring him here, he

not be her match. Why waste your

risk everything just to chase after something even more unattainable?”

left her lips, Tristan became livid. Without warning, he swung

shed a single tear, leaving her emotions unreadable–maybe it was resentment, or something else. Only

“Remember this–your mother was nothing more than a prostitute.

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Chapter 563

still be wandering the world

think you would have ever set foot inside the Walton residence? Do

I fall, you fall with me.” With

of a car engine roared to life. As it faded into the distance, Lydia finally straightened

with a trembling hand, wiping away the mix of blood and tears from her face. At that moment, no one could tell whether the emotions in her eyes were fury…or

what had happened to Hank, and in turn, they passed

return to Charity Orphanage, insisting that Morris

here?” Hank protested. “I need to go back to