With a vicious excitement on her face, she instantly sent a text to someone.
“She will be there soon. Bring ten strong men with you. Torture her first, and then follow the plan we agreed upon.”
“As long as you pay, we’ll do anything you want.” the person replied.
Reluctantly, Eleanor transferred five hundred thousand to the person’s account.
She was willing to pay any amount to see Lucinda suffer to death.
The money was worth it.
But about two minutes later, she got a message from Karin saying, “It looks like the injection was too strong. She’s dying. Please come here and see for yourself.”
Lucinda was dying?
How could that be? Eleanor wanted that bitch to suffer and feel every humiliation while she was widely awake. She wanted to make that bitch beg for death!
Eleanor couldn’t shake off her worries and felt restless. In a snap decision, she changed into black pant and shirt, threw on a mask and went out by taxi.
Meanwhile, Nathaniel stepped out of the shower and couldn’t get the video of Lucinda dancing out of his head.
He felt a twinge of annoyance, wishing he knew that it was him who would suffer. If he knew, he wouldn’t have helped her.
He lay on his bed, opened and then closed his eyes. His thoughts were consumed by Lucinda.
Her clear and fierce eyes particularly lingered in his mind. A thought came to his mind.
Nathaniel was hesitant for a while but eventually called Lucinda.
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He had something he needed to ask her.
Lucinda didn’t pick up his first call.
On the second attempt, the call went straight to a message stating that her phone was out of service range.
Nathaniel couldn’t help but wonder why Lucinda had such an intense hate for him that she didn’t even want to answer his calls.
Frustrated, he tossed his phone aside and dozed off.
Eleanor went in a taxi to the abandoned house located in the suburbs.
Karin was standing at the door, waiting for her.
As Eleanor approached, she was taken aback by the wounds on Karin’s face and body.
“What happened to you? How did you get this hurt?”