Chapter 3

How could my gentle and educated brother, who taught many students over the years, have raised such monsters?

Did Jenny not realize that my brother was just a schoolteacher? Where did she think all the money came from?

This was all my own doing. I, having felt bad for my niece and nephew, had sent quite a bit of money to Edward over the years to help him out, and now, it was back to bite me in the ass.

One of the men, finally tired from kicking me, stepped forward. I frantically shook my head.

Jenny yanked the sock out of my mouth and sneered, “You’re hideous now. Will you sign it or not?”

“I’ll do it! I’ll do it!” I nodded frantically, dragging my broken hand across the paper, trembling as I scribbled my name.

“Please, can you let me go now?” I begged.

“Hahaha!” They all laughed like it was the funniest thing they had ever heard.

“Do you think I’m stupid? Letting you go so you can run off and get me in trouble? No way. And I still haven’t paid the guys their bonus yet,” Jenny spat.

“Please, I beg you… I won’t say a word. Just let me go,” I pleaded desperately.

However, Jenny was unmoved, and the group of men began closing in on me again. Panic overwhelmed me.

“Help! Somebody help me!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

“Shut up, you bitch!”

One of the men punched me square in the face, dislocating my jaw, and the implant in my nose flew out.

The man froze for a second before bursting out laughing. “No way! Her nose was fake! I knew it. No one has a nose so perfect unless it’s fake!”

Rage burned inside me. My nose had always been the one feature I hated. It was flat and ugly, and I had spent years getting surgery after surgery to make it look right, only for those animals to ruin it.

They were real, living demons; they were simply evil!

If I could get out of this situation, I would make them pay a thousand times over.

“Damn, look at this! I've never seen anyone with diamonds and gold in their nails before. Being a mistress must really pay off,” one of the men said.

I watched in terror as the burly man stepped closer, and I instinctively tried to back away.

In my head, I screamed, ‘No! No! No!’

I was not wearing fake nails; those were my real nails. If he ripped the diamonds and gold embellishments off, it would be like tearing my nails out of my flesh.

However, seeing my fear only made them more excited. One of them grabbed my hand and yanked hard on the gold embellishment in my nails.

“Aaaah!” I screamed in agony.

It felt like someone had driven a stake straight into my heart. I thrashed on the ground, writhing in pain as the men closed in and ripped out the rest of my nails, one by one.

I curled up on the floor, clutching my bleeding hands, rolling in agony. The pain was unbearable, and eventually, I started to go numb.

“J-Jenny Grange… Y-You’re all going to hell…” I choked through my tears.

“How dare you curse me, you bitch? Shut her up again!” Jenny kicked me hard, and they stuffed the filthy, vomit-covered sock back into my mouth.

Suddenly, it dawned on me that they were not going to let me out of there alive. Those monsters were going to kill me.

I struggled to resist, but no sound came out anymore.

“Hey, Jenn. Look at this!”

“Dad wouldn’t give us a cent, but he bought this bitch a whole wall of Hermès bags!”

“What?”