Overwhelmed by anger and sadness, | found it almost impossible to breathe. I looked at Yara, and | simply could not fathom how someone could so callously disregard a life, treating it with such contempt. She did not blink, and | even saw a sense of pleasure in her eyes.
What kind of person could be so cruel and terrifying? "You're simply inhuman," were the words | managed to spat out. My voice was hoarse, and my throat was painfully sore.
She looked at me with disdain and mocked, "Human? In my eyes, you're no different from these animals. But you're not as lucky as they were. I've prepared a more interesting death for you." With that, she smirked coldly and ordered the person beside her, "Bring the boiling oil we prepared. Let's give Ms. Scott a bath." The person nodded and left.
A few minutes later, they returned with a pot of sizzling, boiling oil. Yara smiled with narrowed eyes as she looked at me. Her smile was unusually bright. "Yvette, although I find your face average, Charlie seems to think it's beautiful. So, unfortunately for you, | have to destroy it. Once your annoying face is ruined, Charlie won't think about you anymore." As she spoke, she stirred the boiling oil with a ladle and then scooped up a spoonful, lifting it toward me. | could almost feel the scalding heat as the oil neared my face.
| resisted instinctively but found myself held down firmly by Yara's people, unable to move an inch. As she was about to pour the boiling oil over my head, every cell and hair on my body trembled in terror.
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| knew better than anyone that having this scalding substance poured over me would be far more painful than death.
Nonetheless, | was helpless. | could not resist, and | was powerless in the face of danger. All | could do was close my eyes and wait for the end.
"Ahhh!" An agonizing scream suddenly rang out. | froze for a moment, then turned to see that a sharp dagger had been thrust into Yara's right wrist, which was holding the hot oil. The pot of oil fell to the ground, splashing everywhere.
In a daze, | saw Yara screaming in pain, holding her bleeding right hand. She almost collapsed as she yelled, "Ahhh... my hand, it hurts! It hurts so much!" Her henchmen panicked, rushing to her aid.
| was bewildered for a few seconds, then regained my senses and looked toward the direction the dagger had come. That was when | saw a tall, upright figure swiftly approaching me. While supporting my shoulder, he asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Are you alright?" Looking at the person in front of me, my mind momentarily froze. It was Lucas, but why did he...? | could not describe my emotions at that moment. | simply looked at his anxious and flustered expression, feeling increasingly confused inside.
After checking me over and seeing that | was unharmed, Lucas helped me up. Once he had me standing to one side, he approached the screaming and wailing Yara. The people surrounding Yara instinctively stepped back upon seeing him.
Yara was still clutching her wrist that was pierced by the dagger. She looked up at him with a distorted face with her bloodshot eyes. Her voice was hoarse and desperate. "Charlie, you actually hurt me for her?!" Lucas looked down at her. His demonically handsome face seemed indifferent. He merely spat out coldly, "I've said before that no one is allowed to hurt her, Yara. You shouldn't have ignored my words." Yara screamed, "She's nothing but a worthless animal, yet you're protecting her like this?! You've hurt me, Charlie, and my father won't let you get away with it!" Visit english.net to read full content.
Lucas remained expressionless. His voice was icy as he said, "I'll Explain it to him. After speaking he turned to Yara's henchmen and commanded coldy .Take her to treat her wounds .
Naturally, none of them dared to delay any further and hurriedly took the howling Yara away.
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It suddenly became quiet in the previously chaotic yard. The tormented and mutilated Candy had long since stopped breathing, his torn body parts lying around in the yard.
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| looked over, wanting to go pick them up, but I could not move a single step forward.
After the extreme panic and fear, | had no strength to move even half a step.
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Lucas walked up to me, looking at me with his dark, deep eyes He reached out to help but I avoided his touch Silently looking at him. | barely even had the strength to scream. Please read the original content at english.net.
| could only manage to squeeze a few words out of my throat, "Bury them, please!"