The news eventually reached Rookfort.After receiving the news, Zelda finally dispelled the haze she developed since Oliver's injury. She started planning Sam's wedding as Ollie was recovering from his injury.Good things always came consecutively. Wendy was exposed as Oliver's real mother. Ever since then, Wendy's relationship with Oliver began to get on the right track. Their relationship was so sweet that Zelda found it sickening at times.They were discussing letting the brothers marry on the same day. They couldn't finalize a decision because of Oliver's injury and the Lowe family.Regardless, marrying the Lowe family was a done deal.As Sam's mother, Zelda was thinking about whether to visit Riverwood.It was a wedding, after all. She couldn't forget proper etiquette, especially as the groom's mother.Rebecca asked Liam for advice. Zelda had been in a good mood these days. Coupled with dietary modifications, traveling long distances shouldn't be a problem. Everything shoul
"It's raining. Why are you still standing there? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"A gentle male voice came from behind them and interrupted their mood to gossip. It wasn't Sam.Rebecca heard the voice and instinctively glanced to her side. She saw a man in a dark-colored suit holding an umbrella.As Rebecca reacted, the black umbrella covered Rebecca's head. The raindrops fell onto the top of the umbrella and created a soft splattering sound.Rebecca took the umbrella from him but couldn't identify what she was feeling. She took the umbrella as if on autopilot and shielded herself and Penny with it. Her beautiful eyes were still on Maxwell. She was staring blankly at him."W-Why are you here?""Why? Are you not happy to see me here, Becca?"Maxwell stood at the foot of the step. His gaze was at eye level with hers. His eyes were warm and twinkling slightly in the cold and misty weather.An umbrella wasn't necessary in this weather. There wasn't much rain; there was only a
Outsiders didn't know that the evil methods Maxwell used, the ones they gossiped about, were actually tactics he had to employ to survive. He tolerated being used and abused by that horrible father of his before gradually replacing him with himself. He had put in a lot of blood, sweat, and tears to get to where he was. However, he was criticized in the gossip as an ungrateful and ruthless brat.Rebecca didn't find a manipulative person scary, as long as they didn't use it on innocent people. She believed that using everything at one's disposal to protect oneself was justified. She considered the people who talked badly behind Maxwell and those who verbally attacked Penny to be of the same kind.This made Rebecca slightly upset with Ryan. "Ryan, I don't wish to argue with you for old time's sake, but you have to stop being so childish each time this happens. Max made some questionable decisions in the past, but it's not up to you to criticize him. Who do you think is providing for
Daniel woke up two hours later. He went into a dream state under Dr. Anstead's guidance and finally managed to calm down. It was a good dream. In his dream, there was no Jessica, and Rebecca was still the apple of the Brown family's eyes.She was smiling from ear to ear as she followed him around. He liked the way she looked at him, so it was understandable why he didn't want to wake up from his sleep.If Ryan hadn't interrupted him with an emergency, he might've been able to sleep for much longer. Daniel wasn't in a good mood after being forced to wake up and couldn't continue admiring the person in his dreams. He tried to suppress his frustrations. "What's the matter?"Ryan couldn't care less and answered urgently, "That jerk, Maxwell, said that Bex has disappeared, and it's all your fault. Did you hear that? "How could he blame everything on you? I'm worried that Bex disappeared, but she disappeared under their watch. I haven't yelled back at him for this yet!""What did
Present? Was being abducted a present? If she weren't in her current predicament, she would roll her eyes at David. Alas, she could only suppress her emotions for now. Rebecca wiggled her arms as they started to ache from being tied to the chair. In a hoarse voice, she said, "Mr. Winston, the way you receive your guests is quite peculiar. I believe we could both have a seat and have a chat, couldn't we?"The dark room amplified her voice, and it did the same to David's chilling voice. He dragged a chair over and the sound that made was piercing. It was similar to nails scratching on a chalkboard. The sound stopped and he sat on the chair and commented cheerfully. "Ms. Johnson, you're right, we should take a seat and have a good chat."Rebecca didn't know what to say. She was wondering whether this was what he meant by having a chat. She wiggled her arms in agitation as her wrists were hurting. However, the rope didn't loosen no matter how hard she struggled, instead, it became
Her vision started to get blurry and Rebecca started to have second thoughts. She bit down on her teeth and tried to fight with whatever strength she could muster, even though she knew it was futile.Just as she thought she was going to die, the grip on her neck loosened, and she was thrown to the side.With the grip on her neck removed, she subconsciously took in a few deep breaths, ignoring the pain in her head from colliding with the floor. She was still tied to the chair and her body was in an awkward position from being hurled with the chair. Her left arm was under her body and when the pain from the weight was transmitted to her brain only did she regain some consciousness.She was still in the same dark environment. Her fingers felt something sticky on the floor and the air carried a slight metallic smell.Suddenly, Rebecca felt chills from her head to her toes, causing her to fully regain consciousness despite the pain. She could even hear the sounds of water dripping ver
Suddenly, the person who was being hung started to struggle, possibly in response to David's words. Rebecca started to panic as well and tried to stop David. "What do you think you're doing?"David glanced sideways at Rebecca and teased her. "I thought you didn't like the present I prepared. Since you didn't like it, I see no problem with getting rid of it."Rebecca shuddered. She replied in a weak voice, "Mr. Winston, I don't know why you would go so far to give me a present, but let's be honest, Mr. Brown didn't hurt me the most when I was growing up. Even if he was really at fault, it's still not worth you going so far."She could hear his malicious thoughts from his words. He was simply torturing others in her name. So, she continued the conversation from his perspective. If he really took this as a game, he would have to obey the rules he set. Even if he wanted to act wantonly, he would still have to pretend everything was part of the game.Unsurprisingly, he halted in his s
"Ms. Johnson, you have such beautiful eyes. It would be a pity to let you die just like this." David strangled her with moderate strength. He didn't increase his strength and instead looked down at her like he was watching ants, with pity and sadness in his eyes.His hand roamed from her collarbone to her shoulder. He relaxed his grip and leaned over slightly until his breath was on Rebecca's ear. "How about you beg me to stop, and I won't do anything to you anymore? How does that sound?"He cocked his head to the side and had an evil grin plastered on his face, giving people the creeps. Rebecca looked at him in askance. She had been biting her lip the whole time.She wondered if David wanted her to act weak and cry while begging him, like Jessica, in order for her to live. Regardless of the answer, both options made her mad thinking about it. She used the time David was relaxing his grip to spit at him. "Scram!"She didn't know if it was because she was so mad at him or