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Katrina's expression stiffened, shwashing over her like a wave.
“Just go. Ill send it to your account tomorrow,” Joyce replied indifferently, her eyes fixed elsewhere as she
strolled onto the balcony with her phone in hand.
Katrina cast Joyce a lingering glance, her teeth sinking into her lip before she turned and left.
On her way down, she crossed paths with Doug climbing the stairs.
His eyes roved shamelessly to the neckline of her blouse, and a lecherous chuckle escaped his lips.
Instinctively, Katrina hastened her steps, eager to escape. Just as she reached the door, Doug’s voice rang out
from the staircase.
“Katrina, isn’t it? My offer to your mother still applies. Anytime.”
A shiver ran through Katrina at his comment. She spun around, her glare brimming with disdain, before bolting
out of the house.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Ugh!” Katrina staggered past the guard post, bending over as she retched uncontrollably.
As Doug stepped into the room, his eyes landed on Joyce, who stood on the balcony. Her expression was distant,
and her eyes were clouded with unreadable emotions. He moved closer, but before he could study her,
Joyce seemed to snap back into the present. With a smile, she leaned in and kissed him, her hand undoing the
knot of her bathrobe.
Doug lifted Joyce into his arms, his eyes momentarily looking out the window.
Outside, Katrina was doubled over, throwing up by the doorway.
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With a smug grin, he flung Joyce onto the bed, ready to force more torment upon her.
Katrina's stomach churned as she leaned against the gate, the world spinning violently. Looking back, she saw a
haunting image—Joyce pressed against the window. Overwhelmed by fear, she stumbled away, too terrified to
glance back at the scene.
Back at home, Katrina couldn't shake the sound of Joyce's cries. They rang in her head, relentless and cruel,
driving her closer to the edge.
In desperation, she picked up her phone and dialed her mother.
“Mom, you need to help Joyce,” she begged, her voice trembling.
The familiar sound of shuffling cards cto an abrupt stop on the other end, followed by a long pause. Finally,
Erika spoke, her tone calm and indifferent.
“What are you talking about? What's happened to Joyce?”
“Mom, Doug's horrible! You don’t know what he’s done. | saw Joyce a few days ago—there wasn’t a single part of
her left unharmed.
You were the one who introduced her to Doug, and now I'm begging you, please help her. She's your
granddaughter!”
Erika’s voice remained cold.
“What nonsense are you saying? Joyce married Doug to secure a comfortable life. Just because it’s not what
you'd choose doesn’t mean she’s wrong. She’s clever and practical—this was her decision. Why would you stand
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmin the way of her good life?”
Katrina felt her strength leaving her, teetering on the edge of breaking down completely.
“Good life? Is that what you call it? Mom, have you even looked at Joyce? She was once full of life, so pure, and
now, she’s like a prostitute. Please, I'm begging you—set her free. | know Doug paid you. Just tellhow much,
and I'll owe you every cent. | swear I'll repay you. Just save her!”
“Katrina, have you lost your mind?” Erika’s voice grew colder, dripping with disdain.
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