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?

suddenly slammed his palm against the table and stood up in anger. “Your mistake was being arrogant and recklesst Remember what I instructed you this morning? You weren’t supposed to do anything

him to talk!

refused to speak, that was fine. We could take our time, treat him with courtesy. But what did you do

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

supposed to face Arthur? How am I supposed to continue

now you’ve made it even worse. Tell me, how do I clean

mess?”

and weak, slowly got to her feet. She let out a soft chuckle. “Father, do you really think that boy, Hank, didn’t already have

might not be her match. Why

already at the pinnacle of power. Why risk everything

moment those words left her lips, Tristan became livid. Without warning, he swung his hand and slapped Lydia across the face.

slap. She didn’t shed a single tear, leaving her emotions unreadable–maybe it was resentment, or something else.

his voice cold and disdainful. “Remember this–your mother was nothing

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not for me, you’d still be wandering the

set foot inside the Walton residence? Do

But if I fall, you fall with me.” With that, Tristan turned and strode

the sound of a car engine roared to life. As it faded into

of blood and tears from her face. At that moment, no one could tell whether

about what had happened to Hank, and in turn,

refused to let Hank return to Charity Orphanage, insisting

why did you bring me here?” Hank protested. “I need to go back to Charity Orphanage. If something happens there, I’ll be