This little brat has some nerve. How dare she attack their boss? They were going to kill her!


    The three men lunged at her at once, but Juniper was faster. She had already freed her hands from their restraints. She grabbed a nearby pipe, and with a series of punches and swings, she had all four kidnappers on the ground, groaning in pain, in under two minutes.


    "Tsk." Juniper tapped the pipe against her palm, her brow furrowed in disgust. "And you call yourselves kidnappers?”


    Not wanting to waste any more time on them, Juniper pped her hands together, then took a roll of tape from one of the kidnappers'' bags. She taped their mouths shut, tied them up, and tossed them into a back room before calmly returning to her chair and retying her own hands.


    ...


    Not long after, Deirdre and Yelena arrived at the factory. Seeing Juniper tied to the chair, their faces lit up with glee.


    "How does it feel? Being scared isn''t fun, is it?" Yelena sneered, looking down at Juniper.


    "It''s alright,” Juniper replied, her expressionzy and rxed. "Did you two hire someone to kidnap me?"


    "That''s right," Yelena answered without hesitation, a triumphant smile on her face. "You thought you could use the secret of my mother''s affair against me? Did you ever imagine this day woulde, Juniper?"


    "I see,” Juniper said, her tone calm. "And you sent Jolene to mess with me, didn''t you?"


    "Yes," Yelena admitted, seeing no reason to hide it now that Juniper was cornered. "I told her to push you down the stairs, to kill you, preferably. But Jolene was useless..."


    "Right,” Juniper said, her voice remaining steady. "So, what are you nning to do next?"


    "What do you think?" Yelena said with a malicious grin, pulling a small bottle from her bag. "This is a neurotoxin. One sip, and you''ll lose your sight and hearing The whole bottle with make you mute erase your memory, and turn you into an idiot."


    Originally, she had nned to let the kidnappers kill Juniper. But then she had a better idea. Death was too easy. A life worse than death was much more satisfying.


    "Yelena, don''t waste time talking to her," Deirdre said, adjusting her elegant clothes. "Do you want to do it, or should I?"


    "I''ll do it, of course," Yelena said, unscrewing the cap. "Who does J think she is? An illegitimate child, daring topete with me for the title of the Wilcox Family''s heiress? After I''m done with you, I''ming for her."


    "You won''t have to," Juniper said, swinging her leg and yawning. "Don''t worry, your brain-dead father and idiot brother are working hard to get their own ''passes'' to prison so you can all have a family reunion You have to admit it''s fitting that you''ll all be going to prison together. At least you''ll all be living off the state. You should be thrilled."