Chapter 512 Retribution Always Finds Its Way
Yunice tilted her head toward Elsie. “Your mom just got hit<b>. </b>Aren’t you going to stop me?”
Wasn’t she always ying the doting daughter? Always the martyr? What, too scared now?
Elsie’s eyes were dark with malice, but in the end, she didn’t take a single step forward.
The circumstances were no longer the <b>same</b>. Back then, her performances were all for something–to steal <b>their </b>mother’s <b>love</b>, to win her brother’s affection,ter to steal Paul’s heart. Every pitiful act had a purpose, <b>and </b>came with a reward.
But at the end of the day, she <b>was </b>still made of flesh and blood. Over the years, she’d been stabbed, smoked out, forced to take all kinds of drugs to keep up appearances, had her fingers twisted, her lips sewn shut, taken <b>a </b>knife for <b>Owen</b>, andter got infected with a virus, treated like an experiment. Her body had long <b>since </b>broken down, her immune system shor
Last time she jumped into a pool for a scene in front of Paul, she only swallowed a few gulps of water–yet ended up with pneumonia.
The doctor had told her inly: she had virtually no immune system left. Even amon cold could kill her.
She nced at the blood–dripping whip in Yunice’s hand, then looked at the crowd of yokels standing by the door. These people weren’t worth sacrificing her health for.
Yunice saw Elsie’s cowardice <b>and </b>was quite <b>pleased</b>. She turned to Lily. “See? The daughter you protected won’t even stand up for you.”
Elsie lowered her head in humiliation. Owen, sweating in pain, still crouched behind Lily.
But Lily, hearing Yunice’s <b>words</b>, gave a bitterugh before raising her eyes with a gentle look. “As a mother, I only ever wished for my daughter’s happiness. Even if she never gave me anything in return, I’d give her everything. Because when I gave birth to her. I was happy.”
Yunice stared at her <b>in </b>a daze, <b>unmoving </b>for a long while.
She saw the cold smirk hidden behind Lily’s eyes. She knew–Lily was killing her spiritually.
What Yunice cared <b>about </b>was familial love. Lily’s unspoken revenge was to ensure Yunice would never
have it.
She wanted Yunice to watch, to see that even if Elsie did nothing, <b>even </b>if Elsie was born to a criminal, she would still be the one Lily loved–and Yunice, the one Lily hated.
Elsie was born with hope. Yunice had ruined Lily’s body and face, made her fat <b>and </b>ugly, and that, Carl had rejected her.
se of
She hated Yunice, wished Yunice had never been born.
Seeing Yunice fall silent, like her heart had been pierced, Gill couldn’t hold it in and cursed, “You’re a <b>sick </b>freak! You love your little criminal daughter so much? Why didn’t you pop out a whole litter in some mountain vige? You’re the one who should be locked in a mental hospital and studied
Chapter 512 Retribution Always Finds Its Way
Owen fired <b>back</b>, “Watch your damn mouth!”
“Oh! So you agree with her? No wonder you’re a rapist–your whole family must be sharing one brain cell!
“<b>Who </b>the hell are you calling a rapist? Owen exploded and lunged to strangle Gill
Then, crack–a–sharp sound cut through the room, followed by a scream from Elsie <b>so </b>loud it rang. through the ceiling, making everyone flinch.
Owen froze and whipped around. Elsie had copsed on the floor, a vivid red gash torn across her back, horrifying to look at
Yunice held the whip, blood pooling at her feet.
“You hit her?!” Owen roared. “You’re <b>dead</b>!”
His adrenaline surged–he forgot his pain entirely and charged at Yunice.
Gill and Peggy tried to hold him <b>back </b><b>from </b>both sides but were flung aside. A man’s brute force showed itself in <b>full</b>.
Yunice raised the whip, but Owen didn’t dodge. He grabbed the other end, and the two of them tugged back and forth.
Yunice wasn’t as strong. With one yank, Owen tore the <b>whip </b>from her hands.
“Miss!”
Everyone thought Owen would swing the whip at her. But instead, he lifted it high–then smashed it down.
It split cleanly in two. The barbs even scattered across the floor.
Yunice looked up, her expression cold as she stared at Owen.
His eyes were bloodshot. He ground out through clenched teeth. “Happy now? You’ve put on a real show.”
This family tearing itself apart–who did it benefit?
To Owen, Yunice looked like a fool, dragging their family through the mud just to get
attention
But Yunice calmly asked. “Are you confused about something? Who invited all these people?”
It was Owen and Lily
They were the ones who’d called in the audience.
Yunice said. “You think I’m just venting? I’m only taking back what was owed to the girl I was She turned, walked up to Elsie again Instinctively, Elsie shrank back, eyes wary.
then
She didn’t understand why Owen hadn’t hit back. Why <b>was </b>he trying
reason with Yunice?
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But Yunice didn’t strike her again. She simply asked, “Back when you <b>gave </b>Owen that whip for his
birthday, did it ever cross your mind that one day it’d be <b>used </b>on you?”
Chapter 513 A Whip for the Wicked
Chapter 513 A Whip for the Wicked.
Gill was so furious <b>that </b>tears welled in her eyes. She red at Elie. “<b>Who </b>gives someone a whip as a gif You vicious woman! You gave that thing hoping Owen would use it to beat our Mise!”
Owen’s face went pale. Truth be told, after the first time he’d used that whip on Yunice, he’d realized the problem.
He couldn’t face how cruel he’d been, so he’d put the whip away and never took it out again.
He admitted that Elsie had her little schemes, but every time he noticed them, it was toote.
He’d thought about holding her ountable, but whenever he tried, he realized he had no leg to stand on
All Elsie had done was give him a whip. She hadn’t told him to use it <b>on </b>Yunice. He had chosen to do that himself. <b>What </b>did that have to do with her?
It had always been like this–whenever he tried to push the re away, he couldn’t find a justification.
Because the actual harm? He had done <b>that</b>.
The choice? He’d made that.
No one had forced him.
Now, all he wanted was to make peace, but Yunice refused.
She had to blow the whole thing up until it got even worse.
Owen genuinely didn’t know what to do anymore. All he could do was try his best to protect his family.
He couldn’t hit Yunice again.
“Owen, what the hell are you doing? Hit her! She hit your mom and your sister! You’re just gonna stand there and take it?!”
Mr. Terrance’s sons were still egging him on.
They were desperate to see a brawl.
Yunice watched Owen stay frozen and let out a coldugh.
Did he think Owen had suddenly grown a conscience?
No. He was just scared. Too scared to raise a hand
After that trip to the Crawford family’s, he’d seen Carl and Wyant’s ruthlessness firsthand. Even Paul had been put on trial by those two–<b>what </b>was the Saunders familypared to <b>that</b>?
As the Moore brothers kept provoking him, Yunice walked past Owen and stood before Lily.
Didn’t she think those emotional words of hers hadnded a serious <b>blow</b>!