Rewriting My Fate (Eliza) novel Chapter 6

When Eliza got back to the Newell estate from the police station, the place was eerily quiet. She didn't dwell on it and headed straight for the stairs, but the sound of footsteps suddenly echoed from the entrance.

The door swung open, and Greg stormed in first, followed by Evan, who was holding a shaken and tear-streaked Margot.

Greg's temper flared, "What are you up to? Did you call the cops? Margot just hit the wrong pedal; it wasn't on purpose. Why'd you call the police? Do you want her to end up in jail?"

Evan chimed in, trying to console Margot while scolding Eliza, "You just got a little hurt. Do you realize Margot was grilled for hours? If we hadn't signed that waiver, she'd have to endure much longer!"

"Margot’s health isn’t great. If something happened to her, could you handle that on your conscience?"

Yeah, she just got a little hurt, just flirted with death. Margot was lectured for hours, which was way more serious.

Eliza let out a bitter laugh, defiance lighting up her gaze as she stared at Greg for the first time, "Yeah, I called them. So what?"

Normally, she'd be all meek and mild, but today she was different, and Greg wasn't having any of it. Without hesitation, he stepped forward to hit her. "You insolent girl! What kind of attitude is this? I'll teach you a lesson today!"

At his command, the bodyguards moved in, tying her up with ropes and forcing her to kneel.

She was numb, like a fish gasping for air, as they bound her and pushed her to the ground.

Greg picked up a rope and lashed it across her body. "Ungrateful child! You are a menace!"

Each lash left a bright red welt on her skin.

One, two, three...

She lost count of the strikes, only hearing the swoosh of the rope and Thea egging him on.

"Yeah, give her what she deserves. Should've never brought her into this world!"