"Dare to bully Young Miss? This punishment is rather light, and you still have the nerve to cry."
Nanny Boltie was impatient and commanded the servants to throw her in –
Anna Jadwin was tossed into the room and heard the door being locked.
Her body hit the carpet like a discarded pile of trash...
Anna Jadwin struggled to her feet, looking at her swollen hands she held them to her mouth to blow on them. It hurt so much.
Teardrops the size of beans fell into her palms as Anna Jadwin cried with grievance and sorrow.
Wayne Bailey clenched his cellphone, recording her being thrown in the room and cradling her palms as she wept.
His hardened heart softened momentarily with a sudden pang of pain.
But soon, his demonic blood surged again...
[If you want to eat something I cooked, it's simple. Once you're released, I can cook for you often.]
Wayne downed shot after shot of hard liquor, which scorched his heart.
