She raised the needle, whose sharp tip glinted in the light, and walked towards Charlotte.

“I’ll stab your face until it’s ruined! Perhaps then, you won’t dare to appear in front of my son again. After all, men are superficial beings who only care about beauty. If your face is destroyed, who would want you? Even if you become a prostitute, no one would want to sleep with you!”

Charlotte was shocked and terrified. She could not help but stagger backward and shield her body with her arms, trying to protect herself.

“No!” screamed Charlotte miserably.

She retreated backward further out of fear until her back was pressed against the wall.

Holding the needles, Mrs. Fraser inched closer and closer to Charlotte.

Charlotte’s expression changed drastically as she stared at the sharp tips of the needles.

Mrs. Fraser strode towards her and stabbed the needles she was holding forcefully onto Charlotte’s face.

“Ahhh—” While Charlotte shrieked in misery, a dozen needles had already stabbed her face. The pain was excruciating.

Blood flowed down the needles, making her beautiful face looked extremely horrifying.

Mrs. Fraser released her grip instantly. When she gradually regained her rationality and saw what had happened in front of her, she shook her head vigorously.

like that. I didn’t stab you… I didn’t even want

to her knees due to the unbearable pain, she snapped viciously, “You forced me to do this. If you didn’t seduce my son, I wouldn’t

I didn’t mean to harm you on purpose. Please don’t blame me! Charlotte, if you want to blame someone, blame it on your terrible fate and family. After all, you’re nothing but

sorry. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to harm you on purpose. Please don’t blame me! Charlotte, if you want to blame someone, blame it on your terrible fate and family. After all,

hurriedly

the alarm clock rang, Ashlyn’s mind was

her senses and realized that she needed to take Charlotte

wrists habitually, discovering that the black patches had already

This poison

a deep breath, she finished

last night, she fell asleep

she walked to her Land Rover, she saw Anderson sitting

while Ashlyn raised her

Anderson, almost

melodramatic expression. I’m a scourge, okay? I will not die so easily. Perhaps, there might be a cure tomorrow.” Patting his shoulder, Ashlyn sat on the seat

an hour later, the car stopped

when she noticed that the entrance

sharp senses brought her attention to

was taken aback. Why is there blood on the

strode towards the living room

metallic smell of blood, while drops of blood were splattered on the

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