Mandy had to take off her coat and carry it on her arm as she entered the villa. Inside, the villa followed a typical Southeast Varnusian style.
Bradley opened the door and led Mandy downstairs. Her heart raced.
The door rattled open, revealing a massive crystal coffin in the basement with someone inside—Esther.
Mandy gasped, covering her face and letting out a sharp scream. She pointed at the crystal coffin and asked anxiously, "Is she... Is she dead?"
Had Esther died? Did Bradley hate her so much that he had killed her?
"She won't dare to die," Bradley replied coldly. He 'held' her daughters' lives hostage, so Esther couldn't die if she wanted to protect them.
Bradley walked over to the crystal coffin and tapped the lid lightly.
Esther, who hadn't been sleeping well, opened her eyes. She turned to Bradley standing outside the crystal coffin and then focused on Mandy, who stood at a distance.
Mandy resisted the urge to flee. Bradley was clearly unhinged, imprisoning Esther in a crystal coffin. What kind of sick obsession was that?
"You're awake?" Bradley produced a small black remote control from his pocket, instantly lifting the coffin lid. The air filled with the scent of Chanel perfume.
Esther calmly greeted Mandy, "Ms. Pendleton."
"Bradley, Ms. Pendleton saved your life! You can't treat her like this!"
Bradley released his grip on Mandy's neck, leaving her too shaken to speak. He touched Mandy's delicate face with mockery in his eyes. "Esther, are you worried because she's Chadwick's younger sister?"
Mandy leaned against the crystal coffin, coughing repeatedly. She panicked, realizing that this version of Bradley was far more twisted. What had caused him to change so drastically?
It seemed that his actions defied normal human logic.
"Mr. Warner, what do you want from me?" she asked.
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don't read at all. horrible story, makes me sick....