NovelGoldChapter 379 Vincent drew a deep breath, then slowly reached out toward Claire.
His movements appeared gentle, but there was a ruthless finality in the way he moved.
Scarlet stood off to the side, her eyes wide and shining with feverish excitement. She could barely contain herself as she whipped out her phone, switched it to video mode, and aimed it straight at Claire. She was determined to capture every humiliating moment.
Just picturing the pain on Sean and Mandy's faces when they saw this footage filled Scarlet with a twisted sense of glee.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut just as the tension in the room reached its breaking point, a sharp knock at the door shattered the charged silence.
The sudden noise startled both Scarlet and Vincent.
Like a pair of thieves caught red-handed, their greatest fear was that Sean's people had tracked them down. Vincent's hand, which had been reaching for Claire, froze midair. He glanced anxiously at the door.
Scarlet gripped her switchblade and edged cautiously toward the entrance. "Who is it?" she called out.
A moment later, Sophia's voice rang from the other side. "It's me. You called earlier, remember? Said that bitch Claire was here." Scarlet's nerves finally settled. She quickly opened the door, and sure enough, Sophia stood outside with Garnett Brown and Hank Brown-her husband and son.
The tfiled in, their eyes immediately landing on Claire, sprawled on the floor like a corpse.
The moment Sophia saw Claire, a wave of hatred flashed in her eyes. She strode over, barely able to contain her fury, and without a word, viciously kicked Claire in the back.
"You little bitch! You finally got what's coming to you. You killed my daughter-this is your payback." Her kick landed squarely on Claire's lower back-right where her surgery stitches had barely held together. The wound tore open, and blood gushed out, soaking the floor beneath Claire in seconds.
The searing pain jolted Claire back to consciousness.
Her whole body convulsed. Beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, her face as pale as paper.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs her vision cleared, the first thing she saw was Sophia looming over her, face twisted with rage. Garnett Brown stood nearby, arms crossed, looking down with a sneer.
There was also a young man Claire didn't recognize, but the malice in his eyes was unmistakable.
The boy gave her a once-over, whistled, and crowed, "Well, I'll be damned. The real Linwood heiress is actually pretty good-looking. Sure, she's a mess right now, but that face is something else." He rubbed his hands together and moved closer. "Letting her die like this would be a waste... why not lethave sfun first?" Sophia and Garnett Brown didn't object in the slightest-the more humiliation Claire endured, the happier they were.
Sophia just smirked. "Go ahead, son, but don't be too rough. If she dies too quickly that's letting her off easy. After what she did to your sister, she deserves a thousand times worse." "Relax, Mom. When it comes to girls, I know exactly what I'm doing." Back when he was overseas, he'd had plenty of experience.
Off to the side, Scarlet waved her phone, practically bouncing with excitement. "Con, show her what happens to people who cross us!" Hank Brown reached out to grab Claire-only for Vincent to step in and block him.
"No. Claire is my woman. You're not touching her."
At that, Hank's temper snapped. With a curse, he slapped Vingent across the face a blow so hard it sent Vincent sprawling to the floor. "Who the hell do you think you are, tellingwhat to do?"
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