Beverly understood from the conversation that the man behind her, who was holding her at gunpoint, was not her uncle. He was an imposter full of tricks and was an extremely malicious man. He could take her life.They were not playing a game just now. Instead, they were trying to catch the imposter.Her eyes widened with fear. She was so scared that she started to cry.She looked at Samuel and the others. Her vision was blurry, but it landed on Victoria who remained in place. She anxiously yelled, "Come over! You're my aunt, aren't you? Aren't you very skilled? "It's all your fault, so take responsibility!"Victoria's gaze was sharp. "Shut up!"Beverly cried out. She then cast her gaze on Eleanor and the others. "Great-Grandpa, Great-Grandma, Grand-Uncle Abraham! Persuade her, quick! "I'm your blood relative and the only female child in the Summers family. All of you must care about me! Hurry up and save me! I don't want to die!"Eleanor was so angry that her breathing was

Victoria looked around. There were various instruments of torture in the room. A lot of the instruments were brand-new, shiny, and sharp.Yesterday, Abraham had followed her orders and converted the place into a torture chamber.Victoria's gaze locked in on an iron paddle. She walked up to it and took it from the rack. She weighed it in her hands and walked toward Ashton. It had a substantial weight to it.If she hit his mouth, it would be excruciating. It would be more painful than hitting someone with her hand. It also used less strength, and her hand would not hurt.Victoria smiled.Her smile was faint, yet chilling. Ashton got goosebumps. His hair stood on end. He trembled as he asked, "What are you going to—ah!"Before he could finish his question, Victoria had walked up to him. She waved the metal paddle, aimed it at his mouth, and hit him.The skin on his lips broke. It was visibly swelling rapidly with blood, forming a bruise.His body was full of wounds, and his

Ashton's screams made everyone's skin crawl. It sent shivers down their spines and caused goosebumps to erupt on their skin.A girl in blood-stained blue clothes crouched in front of him.Her stunning yet bloodied appearance gave off an eerie vibe. It was as if she were completely immersed in darkness despite the surroundings being well-lit.A subtle smirk played on her face, emitting a taunting, bloodthirsty energy. It felt like a mischievous imp had been set loose, giving everyone an unsettling chill.Logan, despite having witnessed plenty of bloodshed in his lifetime, couldn't help but feel a chill.Victoria, usually seen hanging out with Benjamin, looked completely different this time. With blood on her face, Yvette and the others couldn't even place her at first glance.Victoria sneered as she glanced back at the others. "Well, that's a bummer. I was kinda hoping for a face-off with the person who's into carving cuts on people."Ashton dangled from the wooden frame, barely

Jamie's perpetually handsome face, despite his hedonistic tendencies, abruptly darkened. Suspicion clouded his eyes as he said, "It's you—you did this!"Victoria had a cunning smile tugging at her lips. She made no effort to deny it. "Indeed, it's me. You asked for it. You're getting what you deserve!"Jamie's expression darkened in an instant. A menacing air surrounded him as he charged aggressively at Victoria.Undaunted, Victoria's eyes turned cold. Swiftly lifting her leg, she delivered a decisive kick straight to his chest.Taking advantage of Jamie's distraction, Yvette swiftly maneuvered behind Victoria.Clutching a short knife with a venomous glare, Yvette attacked, aiming to stab Victoria.Her objective was clear. Yvette intended to take Victoria's life. She was prepared to face the consequences, even if it meant a mutual downfall."Careful, Mrs. B!"Victoria smoothly executed a spin with finesse as if she had eyes in the back of her head. Leaping into the air, the l

Victoria observed Wendy, her confidence and excitement apparent. "So, are you and Ms. Frost part of the Hughes family?""Well, in a way. Ms. Frost technically belongs to the Hughes family, but I'm more like a part of the Hughes clan. "Jackalyn nearly killed you. Ms. Frost and I have been itching to settle the score with her. With you heading back to Youngville to sort out Mr. Harper, how can Ms. Frost and I feel at ease? We need to stick with you. "Initially, we thought you'd handle Mr. Harper's issues in Youngville before joining us at the Hughes clan. Little did we know, it turned out to be an imposter at play. Now that Mr. Harper is also at the Hughes clan, we can go together. "When it comes to using our brains, we need someone like you, Victoria!"Victoria's eyes lit up, and she eagerly asked, "Does Ms. Frost know how to get to the Hughes Mansion? Can she break through that enchanted barrier?""Well, I'm not entirely sure. You might want to ask Ms. Frost for the details.