The next day, Lionel''s team found a lead.


    Sandra had taken a helicopter from Kiron thatnded in Sova, but her trail went cold after that.


    They couldn''t identify the owner of the helicopter.


    Lionel stared at the report, lost in thought. All he knew was that she was somewhere in Sova, but he had no specific location.


    It would be pointless to rush back now without a clear target. He decided to stay put and have his people dig deeper for Sandra''s exact whereabouts.


    Once he had a confirmed address, he would go back, grab Sandra, and bring her directly to Hannah.


    Sova, in a private prison.


    "Look, Sandra, I had my men send Lionel your location information. But he still hasn''te for you."


    Sandra watched the video Quennel held out for her. Her face darkened, her lips pressing into a thin, hard line as she remained silent.


    "What''s the matter? Cat got your tongue? Are you too heartbroken to even speak?"


    Quennel couldn''t help but mock her stubborn expression.


    Even the guards standing nearby chuckled.


    "Sandra, you mean nothing to him now. He knows the helicopternded in Sova, but he''s still in Nyston. He has no intention ofing to find you."


    Quennel had even specifically ordered his men to monitor Lionel''s flights. After days of surveince, they found he hadn''t booked a ticket back. He was still in Nyston, bothering Hannah.


    "Looks like you lost our bet," Quennel said with a smile.


    Sandra retorted, "What bet? I never said he


    Would definitelye for


    me. That was all in your head.


    Besides, I already knew I''m nat in his heart anymore.


    As Sandra forced the words out, she was filled with resentment. She couldn''t


    believe her three years of devotion meant nothing to him.


    She had thought she had Lionel''s heart wrapped around her finger, but the moment things fell apart, he had cast her aside without a second thought.


    But in a way, that made her no different from Hannah.


    For three years, nothing Hannah did could win his heart. The second Sandra''s schemes were exposed, he immediately shifted his attention back to her.


    He wanted Hannah, not her. The man was fickle and utterly repulsive.


    Sandra sneered. "You and your brother may not have grown up together, but you were born of the


    personalities are the same so despicable, with such twisted tastes."


    same mother No wonder


    Quennel looked at Sandra, confused. He didn''t understand why she was still saying


    such things in her position.


    Was she trying to provoke him into killing her on the spot?


    If so, she was dreaming.


    He would never let Sandra die that easily. He was going to keep her alive, torture her for a good long while, and then let her die.


    "Don''t worry, Sandra. Nothing you say can provoke me right now. It''s meaningless. I won''t let you die so easily."


    Quennel stepped closer, grabbing her chin as he spoke through gritted teeth.


    E


    "Just as I said before, you spent thest three years bullying Hannah, framing her; making her suffer through misunderstandings and torment. She may be too kind to hold it against you, but that doesn''t


    mean


    Tam. I will make you pay


    For


    everyst thing you did to her, piece


    by piece!"