The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 712

Maggie had already started a quiet video call with Sierra. The camera was pointed straight at Samuel. His screams and contorted expressions were now clearly visibly on Sierra's screen.

A smile curled Sierra's lips as she spoke. "Maggie, I love that sound. Tell the caregivers to press harder. I want more screaming."

"Yes, Ms. Remington. I'll pass that along." Maggie smiled as she replied, "Would

you like to keep watching, Ms, Remington?"

"No, that's enough." Sierra chuckled. "Next time, just send me a video."

"Understood, Ms. Remington."

Once the call ended, Maggie lowered her voice and relayed Sierra's instructions

to Evan and Tom, then quietly left the room.

Samuel, preoccupied with screaming in agony, didn't hear a word of it.

Tom took Maggie's words to heart. His massage only grew more intense, and with it, Samuel's howls became more ear-splitting.

"Maggie, are we really sure this is okay?" Evan asked, growing slightly concerned as he listened to Samuel's screams echoed through the room. "Because honestly, anyone walking by is going to think we're committing murder in here."

"Relax. The soundproofing in Causeway Bay villas is top-notch," Maggie said confidently, giving her chest a light pat. "And besides, it's Causeway Bay-we're surrounded by rich people. If one of them was butchering a cow in their living room, no one would bat an eye."

"You're right. I was overthinking it."

"Stop! Please, stop! I'm begging you!"

Samuel couldn't take it anymore. He had started crying, pleading with them to stop.

"Mr. Sinclair, massages have to be completed properly to be effective."

He slapped Samuel's butt and started

harder, but the burly men didn't care. Tom kept pressing

relaxing about this massage. Samuel felt only torment to the point

turned hoarse and his eyes rolled back in exhaustion did

fainted from the

just knocked out like that. That's some quality

"Right? Young people really can fall asleep anytime,

It's

"Yeah, sounds good."

even bother covering Samuel with a blanket. He and Evan

delicious dinner. As

certified professional. Per his professional opinion, a patient in Samuel's condition could only

to eat later. As such, they left

be best if one of you sleeps

has one goal. She wants Mr. Sinclair to ask for a divorce himself. But you can't actually make him lose his mind or ruin his

his chest. "We're pros. We've worked so many

respond. It wasn't that no one complained, of course. They simply didn't dare to do

others suffer. As the saying went, it took evil to deal with evil. Some sons, daughters, or even elderly parents had simply let them do

But in fairness, they did draw the line somewhere. They were annoying and aggressive, but

how they lasted in the business for so

don't worry. You brought us this job, and we won't

Sinclair, he doesn't know how lucky he is. Mrs. Sinclair treats him so well,

Sinclair. He's making her heartbroken. As righteous men, we can't

nodded seriously. "Exactly. You're spot

doesn't actually go insane or suffer real harm," Maggie said. "And try to make him agree to the divorce as soon as possible. As long as Mrs. Sinclair's still here,

in unison, "Don't worry, Maggie. We're loyal to

I'm going to rest. Take care of Mr. Sinclair." She stood

care of it," Evan replied. "Now that we're here,

smiled and nodded,