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?

anger. “Your mistake was being arrogant and recklesst Remember what

him to talk!

our time, treat him with

You didn’t just threaten 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 wife into

me how am I supposed to face Arthur? How am I supposed to continue working with

Arthur and me, and now you’ve

mess?”

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

might not

pinnacle of power. Why risk everything just to chase

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

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

“Remember this–your mother was nothing

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me, you’d still be wandering the world as

foot inside the Walton residence? Do you think you’d be enjoying the

But if I fall, you fall with me.” With that, Tristan turned and strode away, his assistant and the black–clad

to life. As it faded into the distance, Lydia finally

of blood and tears from her face.

in turn, they passed

refused to let Hank return to Charity Orphanage, insisting that

“I need to go back to Charity Orphanage. If something happens there, I’ll be worried”