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

meh ma

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?

“Your mistake was being arrogant and recklesst Remember what I instructed

him to talk!

he refused to speak, that was fine. We could take our time,

throat! And now look what you’ve done. You gave him leverage against

I supposed to face Arthur? How am I supposed to

a deep rift between Arthur and me, and now you’ve made it even worse. Tell

mess?”

a soft chuckle. “Father, do you really think that boy, Hank, didn’t already have his guard up? From the

you might not be her match. Why waste your efforts on futile

everything just to chase after something even more

lips, Tristan became livid. Without warning, he swung his hand and slapped Lydia across the

was sent sprawling to the ground by the force of the slap. She didn’t shed a single tear, leaving her emotions unreadable–maybe it was resentment, or something else. Only a mocking smile curled at the corner of

and disdainful. “Remember this–your mother

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still be wandering

you would have ever set foot inside the Walton residence? Do you think you’d be enjoying the luxury you have now? Just your grandparents alone would have never allowed

tied to yours. If I rise, so do you. But if I fall, you fall with me.” With

a car engine roared to life. As

the mix of blood and tears from her face. At that

informed Lucas and Mary about what had happened to Hank, and in turn, they passed the news to Arthur,

return to Charity Orphanage, insisting that Morris keep him at the

here?” Hank protested. “I need to go