“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…”

from me? How come you had a child?” He frowned. At this moment, he

and he also didn’t

was only treated badly

thought that she

shock. She shrank, trying to hide. She wanted to hide herself,

“Speak!” Charles growled.

louder than his. She wanted to escape and hide, not

of pain. She

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

Charles. Looking at him, she smiled

thinking of something fearful. Her face turned from red to bloodless pale and her eyes were filled with a dead stillness. She stared

his head

knew that he was

until her tears came out laughing, “I was… ruined a long time ago. Those days

looked childlike but her lovely and innocent appearance could already be faintly seen. At that time, her younger brother was a few years old and he liked to cry at night.

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

under the quilt that was

the sound of the

“Lacey.”

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

slightly better

she was still scared and very cautious, “Dad, why aren’t you sleeping?

He sat down on the bed and said with a smile, “I saw that it was raining with thunder and

shook her head quickly, “I am not afraid, Dad. You can go and

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

not good to you. But I have taught her

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

and could

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