“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…”

happened to you? Why did you hide it from me? How come you had a child?” He frowned. At this moment, he realized that

to tell him and he also

thought, she was only treated badly by

that she

hide. She wanted to

“Speak!” Charles growled.

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

was in a lot of

who can help you?!” Charles’s face had a

looked at Charles. Looking at him, she smiled and then

was thinking of something fearful. Her face turned from red to bloodless pale and her eyes were filled with a dead stillness. She stared blankly at Charles, “You

his head

that he was

I gave birth to a child. I was forced!” Lacey laughed loudly after saying that. She laughed until her tears came

her younger brother was a few years old and he liked to cry at night. Her adoptive father used his crying noises as an excuse to not

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

hid under the quilt that was thin

was the sound of the door opening

“Lacey.”

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

better

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

bed and said with a smile, “I saw that it was raining with thunder and lightning. I was afraid that you must be scared,

her head quickly, “I am not afraid, Dad.

to school. She didn’t understand what her adoptive father was going to do. But still, she was

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

her feet. Her resistance and lack of cooperation angered

trapped and

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