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Sculpted in Death Chapter 7
Layla was still throwing a fit after they got in the car. "Mom, why didn't you get the sculpture back from them? I feel more and more anxious just thinking about how long they're going to keep the sculpture with them." Brenda snapped at her, which was something extremely rare. "Shut up! We need to keep a low profile, especially in times like these!"At most, those people can only say that we've processed the body illegally. What's more, we had a valid reason. We can get out of this mess easily if we just pull some strings afterward."However, if you keep making a fuss and raise unnecessary suspicions, you may end up getting hurled into prison alone."Layla finally shut her mouth.Soon enough, I found out what they meant when they said they would "pull some strings" the other day.Philip had gained fame in the art circle during recent years. He was also very well-connected. The Larsons managed to smooth things over through the many connections Philip had.The authorities merely
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Brenda pulled Layla into her arms. She had a slightly reproachful look on her face. "What are you getting so anxious about? People can say whatever they want, but so can you."That useless wench is gone for good anyway. You can pretty much say whatever you want now, don't you think?"There was no denying that Brenda was a cool-headed and sensible person. Sadly, her capabilities were all wasted on helping Layla clean up the mess she made.Layla cooled down and swiftly typed her reply on her social media page."My little sister was a kind and sensitive person. She always tried to look confident and optimistic around others."However, she was actually ill for a very long time. The doctor said that she displayed strong suicidal tendencies. Even though our family tried our best to help her, it didn't produce the results we had hoped for."She was in a lot of pain back when she was still alive. Yet, people are still talking about her like this even when she's dead. As her family member
Sculpted in Death Chapter 9
Colin's POV:The first time I saw Hazel Larson was during our college's student orientation. She was not embarrassed about showing her physical disability to others. With a bright smile on her face, she even told her peers not to be overly considerate of her because of it.At the time, I thought she was really brave.The second time I saw her was at the art studio. Her left hand was shaking as she held a carving knife with that hand. It seemed like she was practicing something back then.I heard that her father was a pretty well-known sculptor. Hazel had displayed a lot of talent in sculpting too. However, she had to give up on it because of a certain incident.I watched her from outside the studio for quite a long time that day. I even secretly picked up and held onto the sculpture she discarded at that time.She always had a smile on her face. So, I thought she must come from a happy family. That was until I saw her getting cornered by a girl one day.I knew who that girl was.
Sculpted in Death Chapter 1
It was late at night. My mother, Brenda Fuller, gripped a scalpel and sliced through my skin and flesh skillfully in the basement.Perhaps it was because she had not used a scalpel for a long time, but her hands shook a little.Each layer of skin or flesh was cleanly separated before being discarded into a garbage bag at the side.My older sister, Layla Larson, sat hunched over in a corner of the room. Her eyes rounded with horror. "Mom, let's just call the police. I'm scared."As I levitated in the air, I cast her a sideways glance.A few days ago, I received a message from Brenda telling me to meet her in the basement.As soon as I entered the basement, I felt something hard hit me at the back of my head. The pain overwhelmed me, and I lost consciousness.When I opened my eyes again, what I saw was my bloodied and mutilated body. My face and body were doused with strong acid and disfigured to the point of being unrecognizable.Layla shuddered involuntarily. She dared not even
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The moon waned and became full again.Brenda finally thought of me. She took her phone out to check. Her mouth twisted into a smirk. "She's not coming home even when it's a holiday. What on earth is she up to these days?"Layla lay sprawled across the couch. She was on cloud nine. Recently, her piece made it through the preliminary rounds and entered the final round of the competition.Photos of the sculpture had gone viral on the internet. Many experts were impressed by her work. People started referring to Layla with the title of a sculpting prodigy.The glory she earned was built upon my remains. Yet, I had to sit in a corner and listen to her slandering my name endlessly.Layla pretended to look at her phone. "Hazel told me she won't be back for the holidays. Maybe she's celebrating with her boyfriend?"That was complete nonsense. I never had a boyfriend.I furrowed my brows as I could not understand why she would lie like that.Brenda's eyes hardened after she heard Layla'
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Philip sighed. "If it were Hazel, she would have been able to create something even more impressive."Brenda's and Layla's expressions hardened.Tears brimmed Layla's eyes as she burrowed her face into Brenda's chest. "I know I'm not as good as Hazel, but I've done my best."Brenda wiped Layla's tears off and glared at Philip. "Why did you have to mention that wench? So, what if she's talented? She's just a useless wench now."She was such a glutton that she tried to snatch food away from the dogs. She got what she deserved when the dogs bit off her fingers."I put my head between my hands and squatted down. The stumps of my fingers hurt terribly.Back then, Brenda neglected me and often left me to starve.There was one time when Layla had secretly given me a piece of meat. I was starving, so I hid somewhere downstairs to eat it. Somehow, several dogs appeared out of nowhere and pounced at me suddenly.I held onto the meat with all my might. Yet, I ended up having three fingers
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Just as his gaze was about to fall on that spot, Brenda crouched down and swiftly grabbed the snapped finger.My heart sank the moment Colin left the venue.In the car, Philip, who had too much to drink, was snoring loudly in his sleep. He was still immersed in the joy of being in the limelight earlier.Brenda had one hand on the steering wheel. A deep frown creased her forehead. She was still clutching the snapped finger in her hand.She took out her phone. Her finger hovered above my profile photo for quite some time. Eventually, she seemed to have made up her mind.Brenda pressed the voice recording button. Her tone was unusually gentle. "Hazel, are you free to drop by home these days? I miss you."I looked up in shock. For some reason, I felt rather unsettled when I noticed the demanding look on Brenda's face from the rearview mirror's reflection.Brenda waited for quite a while but did not get any replies. She pursed her lips and spat, "That conniving wench, she thinks she'
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After coming back from the city, Philip finally recalled that he had not restored the sculpture. Yet, there was nothing inside the basement.Brenda was agitated. "It was kept in here! The door was locked too. There's no way something that big can go missing just like that!"Layla's face turned pale. She shook her head. "No. It can't be."Brenda asked, "Did you let Colin in here?""He said that he was dropping by the convention center and that he could help me send the sculpture over first. I thought Dad already fixed the sculpture last night."Layla explained frantically. Then, she pointed at Philip and complained, "It's your fault. If you had fixed the sculpture last night, Colin would not have found anything even if we let him take the sculpture away. It's all your fault."Philip was infuriated by her words. "That man must have come here because he noticed something about the sculpture. Yet, you went and let him into the basement. You idiot! Don't you have any common sense?"L
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