Liliana Lansbury had been brutally assaulted by all those men.
Sheri's heart felt like it was going to pound out of her chest.
What was going on? Why wasn't this playing out like she imagined?
That bitch Madeline was the one supposed to suffer through this!
Panicking, Sheri quickly transferred some hush money to the security guards and her contact at the precinct, urging them to disperse immediately.
The clamor outside the door finally faded.
The door opened, and the men filed out. Instead of looking pleased, they were grumbling and complaining.
It was as if they had just finished some grueling, thankless chore.
Fearing the cops might return, they vanished without a trace.
Only Liliana remained inside, breaking down in tears. The drug had worked its way out of her system in a sweat, and she wasn't feverish.
Sheri rushed inside to check on her, but the moment she leaned in close...
Liliana delivered a vicious slap across her face. Sheri cried out in pain and stumbled backward, collapsing beside the bed. Vivid red finger marks immediately swelled on her skin, looking grotesque.
Yet, she scrambled right back up, groveling instinctively toward Liliana.
Sheri needed Liliana to secure her own future; she couldn't afford to offend her. Liliana was going to be the real Mrs. Whitman, the one who actually had a hold over Lucius. More importantly, she was The Prescott Heiress, set to inherit massive corporate shares and The Monroe Trust. Sheri refused to lose such a powerful backer.
So, even if Liliana slapped her again and beat her until she wailed, Sheri had to take it with a smile.
"Liliana... I didn't mean it. I thought it was that bitch Madeline. Why didn't you tell me it was you inside? Oh my god, I can't believe this happened."
Liliana looked utterly enraged as she cursed Madeline. "That wretched bitch! She was so scheming. She pretended the drug worked on her, knocked me out when I wasn't looking, and tied me up here. I couldn't even grab my phone to text for help. I want to kill her. I want her to rot in hell and die a miserable death!"
She was bleeding heavily, her body trembling in agony. A dense layer of cold sweat coated her skin, and the pool of bright red blood beneath her was impossible to ignore.
The moment she arrived at the hospital, Liliana was rushed straight into the emergency room.
-
The next morning.
Madeline finally woke up.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw a female doctor in a white coat with a stethoscope draped around her neck, dozing off by her bedside.
Just as Madeline was about to call out, the doctor woke up and asked carefully, "Mrs. Prescott, you're finally awake. How are you feeling?"
Madeline was stunned. Taking in her surroundings, she realized she was back at the coastal villa.

Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms