“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…”

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

he

thought, she was only treated badly by

never thought that

She wanted to hide herself, not wanting to be seen

“Speak!” Charles growled.

louder than his. She wanted to escape and hide,

a lot of pain. She shouldn’t

don’t speak, who can help you?!” Charles’s face had a darkness that it

Looking at

something fearful. Her face turned from red to bloodless pale and her eyes were filled

his head and said

knew that he

laughed until her tears came out laughing, “I was… ruined

time, her younger brother was a few years old and he liked to cry at night. Her adoptive father used his crying noises as an

rained. It rained very heavily, thunder and lightning rumbled. Even the

was afraid and hid under the quilt that was thin and

there was the sound of the door opening

“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 she wasn’t required to work was when she slept at

was slightly better towards her

still scared and very cautious, “Dad, why aren’t

and said with a smile, “I saw that it was raining with thunder

“I am not afraid, Dad. You can go and

didn’t know much. Plus, she had never gone to school. She didn’t understand

have taught her

resistance and lack

trapped and

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