niable authority. “Mr. Anderson, we will look into what happened with Elaine. Until the investigation is complete, I suggest you choose your words carefully.”
Michael faltered, a flicker of doubt crossing his face. Would reopening the past truly change anything?
Rhea watched him closely, jealousy simmering beneath her carefully composed distress. She knew he had never forgotten Elaine.
Forcing a sob, she pressed a hand to her chest, playing the victim she knew so well.
“Michael, please. This isn’t about Elaine now. Our daughter is still tied up out there in the garden pool. We have to save her!”
Her plea snapped Michael back to the present. He turned and rushed toward the garden, the others following closely behind.
The group exchanged wordless looks and trailed toward the pool at the center of the garden.
Michael’s voice boomed out at the security guards, wh were3:08
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seconds away from forcing Isabelle into the water. “Stop! What is the meaning of this?”
Jeffrey’s gaze flicked upward, his face utterly impassive. He waved a hand lazily, his tone cold and final. “Throw her in.”
At Jeffrey’s command, they pushed her head into the freezing
water.
“Isabelle!”
“How dare you?”
Panic seized Michael and Rhea. They lunged forward to intervene, but the guards shoved them back, twisting their arms. They were pinned and couldn’t move an inch.
Water flooded Isabelle’s airway, and à crushing, suffocating agony exploded in her chest.
She thrashed with raw instinct, but her strength completely failed her. Just as she felt the cold embrace of death, someone
wrenched her out of the water.
“Cough! Cough… cough!”
Isabelle’s vision went dark. Her body was weak, shaking uncontrollably. Only the violent, racking coughs served as a brgtal reminder that she was still alive.
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Jeffrey and Arthur approached, their expressions unreadable.
Looking down at her, Jeffrey demanded, “Have you learned your lesson?”
Isabelle could not catch her breath, her chest tight with unbridled fury.
She tried to stammer out an apology, but no words would form.
All she could do was glare at them with bloodshot eyes, seething with resentment.
“Underwater again!” Arthur snapped.
He despised that defiant glare, and his remaining patience finally snapped.
Before Isabelle could draw a full breath, her head was forced
back beneath the surface.
This time, she did not even have the strength to struggle,
The cycle was relentless, Isabelle was wrenched up, gasping for air, only to be shoved back under. Over and over again.
Black spots danced across her vision, her chest felt as if it would burst, and her consciousness began to fade away.
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“Isabelle, my poor child… This is cruelty–you will all face divine retribution for this!”
Rhea sobbed uncontrollably, thrashing against her bonds until her throat was raw.
Sophia stepped forward and delivered a sharp kick to Rhea’s
knee.
“I am the retribution you’ve been waiting for.
“One more scream, and you’ll be joining her.”
Rhea’s leg buckled, and she crashed forward onto the stone pavement, her palms scraping raw and bleeding.
She winced in pain, her eyes blazing with hatred.
“You introduced yourself as Vivian Fitzgerald, Mr. Julian Hall’s fiancée. I have never wronged you–why are you persecuting my daughter and me?”
“I was Sophia’s dearest friend. I refuse to watch the two of you bully her without consequence. Is that not justification enough?” Sophia answered, a cold, mocking smile playing on her lips.
Julian stepped close and laced his fingers through hers, his voice gentle and protective.
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“Enough, my love. Don’t anger yourself over people like them; it’s not worth tainting your hands. Leave these two to me.”
Her temper always flared in Rhea’s and Isabelle’s presence.
Sophia smiled shyly, comforted by the warmth of his hand wrapping around hers, the heat spreading from her fingertips to her entire body.
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