Chapter 65

Enlightened by this, Sophia mused, “You know what, Mom? That actually makes sense!”

Lauren sniffed indignantly. “Of course.”

Next to them, Silas was starting to look a little uneasy at his wife’s scheming.

Catching sight of his obvious hesitation, Lauren frowned as she eyed him skeptically. “You’re not actually feeling sorry for them, are you? Don’t forget that Reinhart Group is hanging by a thread, Silas! There won’t be anyone taking pity on us if our company were to crumble. Besides, all that we’re doing is locking them up; it’s not as if we’re torturing them or anything. What are you getting so worried about? Do I look like I would dispose of them and carry their parts out in body bags?”

Silas’ heavy brows were knitted together in concern. He had been worried that their endeavors had crossed the line, but after hearing Lauren’s elaboration, he decided that she had a point as well. He sounded his agreement, but he still told the butler, “Make sure you send three meals every day up to their rooms; I don’t want them starving.”

The butler nodded solemnly. “Of course.”

displeasure, and while she said nothing, a vicious gleam flashed in her serpent-like eyes. She had no objections to feeding Timothy three meals a day, given that he was of some use to them,

done and Silas had gone out of the room before telling the butler, “Remember, that wretched girl

he heard this, but after a moment of hesitation,

into the room. She banged her fists against the door and yelled profanities,

her veins. The deep-seated

the house mentally prepared that Timothy might not follow her back home, but as it turned out, she had sorely

it’s all Lauren’s doing! That

to calm down, then decided to look for a way out of here; if she didn’t leave now, she and Timothy would become sacrificial

window and peered out of it, assessing its viability as

ledge and running away, and while there was a

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