Rosalie listened to Laila's screams. Though she felt a bit afraid, Laila deserved this. It was karma.

Laila's gambling addiction had led her to incur heavy debts, and to think she even conspired with kidnappers to abduct her own niece! It was utterly unforgivable. The screams continued for several minutes before finally subsiding. Eventually, Laila's pleas for mercy faded away.

"What a fucking jinx!" the man cursed.

He was panting heavily, as if exhausted from the beating.

But no sooner had he finished cursing, he kicked Laila again.

"Look what you made me do. You made me curse! How can a refined person like me use such foul language? It's all your fault! Damn it! Damn, I cursed again!"

He grabbed a bottle nearby, and smashed it over Laila's head.

"Anyone who makes me curse deserves to die!"

The sound of the bottle shattering echoed sharply, like a knife piercing Rosalie's eardrums.

Then, footsteps approached her. She trembled in fear. Suddenly, the blindfold was removed from her eyes.

by the light. After a while, her vision adjusted, and she looked up to see

rapid, her eyes filled with fear. "You're

you want me to torture you?

smiled weakly. "I don't want you to torture me. I want you to let

you're so annoying. I

you

trouble to bring

think I'm

How

Rosalie replied. "I answered, and now

asked you to tell me how I should torture you, not to tell me to let you

you insane?"

you talking back to

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