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101 A Traumatized State
Leon smirked devilishly at Ella’s statement. He walked towards her and stood behind her, admiring the captivating reflection of his pretty wife, holding a gun.
“You look perfect, honey!” He held her by the waist from behind and rested his chin gently on her shoulders. “Tell me, who do you intend to use as a training target? Just mention any name and I’ll have them delivered to you.”
Ella quivered slightly due to Leon’s warm breath that was softly fanning the side of her neck. She gazed keenly into the reflection of his eyes and said, “Frost.”
“It will give me so much pleasure to put a bullet through his evil skull.” Ella’s brightly glowing eyes suddenly darkened as memories of everything Frost had made her go through flooded into her head.
Leon released his hold on Ella and slowly turned her around to face him. He stared deeply into her eyes, searching for any sign of seriousness or weakness.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Babe, are you sure of what you want?” His tone conveyed the seriousness in his eyes. “I don’t want you growing a conscience when I finally present Frost to you. Frost does not deserve any form of mercy from either of us. What he deserves is nothing but a slow and painful death.”
Ella took in a deep breath and pushed them out to relax her nerves. “Well, I may not put a bullet in his head because I don’t want his death to come from my hands,” Ella said thoughtfully. “However, I will like to leave a bullet scar on his body, to remind him of the hell he would face in the future, anytime he crosses my path again.”
“Okay, if that’s what you want, then so shall it be.” Leon briefly kissed her on the lips and released her from his intense stare. He walked back to the bed, picked up the other golden gun, and loaded it with the golden bullets.
“We will be paying Frost and Jane a visit now,” Leon walked back to Ella and handed her the loaded gun. “So, get ready to exact your sweet revenge on him.”
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Chloe took one last look at her stone-faced and bitterly enraged parents, as she was been led out of the mansion by Dr. Sean and some scary-looking men in weird grey uniforms. These people were treating her like a deranged serial killer, capable of wiping an entire household with nothing but a pair of chopsticks.
She couldn’t believe the fact that her once-loving parents had chosen to give up on her like she never meant anything to them. They had strangely turned into heartless monsters overnight, who were ready to eat her alive if she sneezed or coughed.
Even when she had begged tirelessly for their forgiveness, while they were awaiting the arrival of Dr. Sean, they had paid her deaf ears.
To add more misery to her already traumatized state. A tall handsome looking young man arrived alongside the ugly-looking Dr. Sean. Her dad and mum welcomed the young man with open hands and called him, son.
“Is this young man my replacement?” She had asked Albert in a horrified voice. To her shock, Albert’s face broke into a sly smile as he responded to her question.
“Yes, this is Luke Robinson, my adopted and only child to whom I will be leaving all my inheritance to. He had been with me for the past twelve years, working in my oversea company. However, since my legitimate child is dead, he will be taking over as the new owner and CEO of the F&K fashion brand.”
“Get this tramp out of my sight, and bury her in your deepest vault!” Albert barked like a bulldog.
“Yes, Mr. Robinson.” Dr. Sean replied curtly and led Chloe by the arm, out of the mansion and the premises.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm[The previous day]
When Chloe was brought home after narrowly escaping assassination, she had expected her parents to throw a big feast to celebrate her survival. However, instead of celebration and words of encouragement, she had arrived home to an insane-looking dad and a bitterly traumatized mum.
Her dad was drunk with rage and frustration, while her mum was swollen with bitterness and depression.
“Have you seen what you have caused, you evil child from hell!” Albert boomed in a haunted voice immediately Chloe stepped foot into the mansion. He advanced menacingly towards her like someone intending to strangle his foe. “Not only have you cost me the sum of five hundred million dollars, but you have also brought ridicule to my ancestral name.”
“Daddy!” Chloe screamed in panic and darted behind her bodyguard for cover.
“Don’t you ever call me that name again, you grandchild of the devil!” Albert scowled. “I should shoot you in the head right now, and feed your body to the vulture, for everything you are done to this family.” Albert suddenly stopped in his track like there was a force field preventing him from going further. “You are no longer anything of value to me and my wife. The only reason why I’m still keeping you alive is because of the love I have for my wife.”
Albert turned his attention to the bodyguard in front of Chloe. “Take her to the bunk room and give her ten lashes on her bare back. Also, make sure she doesn’t eat or drink until tomorrow morning.”
“Yes, sir!” The bodyguard responded and briskly dragged Chloe to the bunk room for the beginning of her punishment.
Chloe kept wailing uncontrollably and begging her mum; who was standing a few feet away by the staircase, to come to rescue her. However, her frigid mum kept acting like she was in another universe and couldn’t see anything beyond her eyes.
Hence, Chloe received her first full dosage of horrendous maltreatment at the hands of her parents.
Before Chloe slept off due to her pains and weariness, she imagine what Leon or Ariella would do to her, if her parents were to willingly hand her over to either of them.