“Did you guys investigate my background?” Lacey jumped up with anger, as if she was about to fight Boyce. That was her secret and she didn’t allow anyone to know it.

Her feet were tied and the moment she jumped up she fell to the ground.

Boyce smiled. Having confirmed that it was her weakness, he continued to provoke her, “You were pregnant and you even gave birth. However, the baby… died.”

“Shut up! You shut up!” Lacey shouted and shook her head. Boyce’s words seemed like thunder, and fell straight on her head, separating her blood and flesh.

Sometimes she acted crazy, sometimes she laid on the ground motionless like a lifeless puppet.

On the second floor.

Charles frowned. Boyce had only said a few words briefly. However, these few words had shocked him a lot. Lacey had been pregnant? She had given birth?

This was like a bolt from the blue for him.

Now, he finally understood what Boyce meant when he said there would be a surprise.

He grabbed the armrest and stared at her. There were some things he wanted to ask her himself.

With the help of his driver, he went downstairs.

Lacey’s head was on the ground, her hair was scattered blocking her eyes and eyebrows. Through the gap in her hair, she seemed to see Charles rolling his wheelchair and coming towards her.

Charles?

She suddenly raised her head to look at Charles and her eyes widened. Was he here too?

Did he hear what Boyce said just now?

“Charles…”

you hide it from me? How come you had a child?” He frowned. At this

wasn’t willing to tell him and he also didn’t

treated badly by

never thought that she had

had received a huge shock. She shrank, trying to hide. She wanted to hide herself, not wanting to be seen by anyone

“Speak!” Charles growled.

Lacey’s voice was louder than his. She wanted to escape and hide, not wanting to face him or these

in a lot of pain. She

you don’t speak, who can help you?!” Charles’s face

Looking at

face turned from red to bloodless pale and

his head and

knew that he

until her tears came out laughing,

brother was a few years old and he liked to cry at night. Her adoptive father used his crying

and lightning rumbled. Even the cows tethered in the house became jittery with fright and kicked the walls

under the quilt that was

sound of the door

“Lacey.”

father’s voice. She poked out her head from under the quilt. Usually, her adoptive father treated her badly. In the daytime, she was required to do chores, feed the cows, mow the grass, wash and cook and even do the work in the field. The only time

adoptive father was slightly better

“Dad, why aren’t you sleeping? Is there any more work

so late at night, what work would there be to do?” He sat down on the bed and said with a smile, “I saw that it was raining with

quickly, “I am not afraid, Dad. You can go

was young and didn’t know much. Plus, she had never gone to school. She didn’t understand what her adoptive father was going

mother is not good to you. But I have taught her well, she will be better towards you

with her feet. Her resistance and lack of cooperation angered him and he tied up her hands

and

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