"You pull another stunt like that, and your little army will suffer the consequences," Serena spat out before abruptly ending the


    call.


    Arabe knew her parents were never without their security detaii—a team of four bodyguards led by a former Special Forces


    chief whosebat skills were second to none.


    Now that with the chief captured; it was clear the rest of the team was in Serena''s grasp.


    However, Serena was wheelchair-bound; there was no way she could kidnap so many people by herself, let alone injure the


    chief.


    It was well known that the chief was highly skilled, and no ordinary person could harm him in the slightest.


    Unless she had someone else—apart from Stinger, possibly even more dangerous, doing her bidding.


    With these thoughts swirling in her mind, Arabe dialed Stinger''s number to ask if this was the situation.


    “Erik indeed has more than one godson. But how many of us there are and who they are, | don’t know. We''ve never met each


    other. Normally, we each carry out our own tasks and lead our own teams," Stinger revealed.


    “| see." Arabe finally understood.


    Meanwhile.


    Serena glimpsed the mother-daughter photo Arabe had set as her WhatsApp chat background. With anger red up, she


    switched it to a in white.


    She exited the app, then caught sight of Louisa''s phone wallpaper—a beaming family portrait, everyone in matching family


    outfits. Envy turned her eyes red as she swiftly reced it with a generic starry night image from the preset options. Opening the


    photo album, the images of the happy family’s daily life pierced her like a thousand needles.


    Ever since she left, they could still smile so happily.


    There was so much happiness she wasn''t part of, so much she hadn''t seen on Facebook, so much private joy.


    Driven mad by jealousy, Serena deleted all of the photos in the album with one click, then permanently removed them. Only then


    did she feel a tinge of satisfaction, and she unted the phone in front of Louisa.


    "I''ve deleted the photos," she said with a tone of bragging and pride.


    Louisa Louisa was still a bit dizzy, suspecting that she had been drugged with some kind of intoxicating perfume. She was on her


    knees, her hands and feet bound behind her, and her mind groggy.


    Hearing that her album had been


    emptied and recalling the countless


    photos with her Nes aughtert |


    thats n''t backed up, anger


    ta ER ortache as rity


    slowly returned to her. Clenching her


    teeth, she said, "Serena, is that how


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    Using such a petty way to exact revenge?


    "You''re upset now? When | was your daughter, you never took as many photos of me. You once identally deleted everything


    from your camera, and you weren''t nearly as upset as you are now!"


    Louisa closed her eyes, holding back her emotions before finally saying, "I truly regret."


    "Regret what? Having me as the


    Collins'' daughter for eighteen years?


    Or do you regret spending time and


    money on me? Or eyotrey


    kegpingmnein is house even after


    Arabe came back? Is that what you


    regret? You''ve hit me, scolded at me,


    locked me in the basement without a


    nce, giving me neither food nor


    drink, and am | supposed to regret


    calling you ''Mom'' for eighteen years?"


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    Their quarrel woke Keh from his


    stupor. Enduring a throbbing


    headache, it tonichie@lBorteht fo


    Gpaspanie Situation. He pieced it


    together—they were held captive by


    their former “daughter"! Please read


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