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?

in anger. “Your mistake was being arrogant and recklesst Remember what I instructed you this morning? You weren’t supposed to do

him to talk!

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

look what you’ve done. You gave

tell me how am I supposed to face Arthur? How

Arthur and me, and now you’ve

mess?”

think that boy, Hank, didn’t already have

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

power. Why risk everything just to chase after something even more

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

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

“Remember this–your mother was nothing

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for me, you’d still be wandering the world

Walton residence? Do you think you’d be

fall, you fall with me.” With

roared to

wiping away the mix of blood and tears from her face. At that moment, no one could tell whether the emotions in

what had happened to Hank, and in

Charity Orphanage, insisting that Morris

to go back to Charity Orphanage. If something happens there, I’ll