The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 556 The Wicked Getting Picked On

Lysanne hadn’t even had time for a meal, let alone a sip of hot water. When she finally managed to get up, she saw a jar of cold water in the kitchen. Without any hesitation or disgust, she drank it all, not leaving a single drop behind.

Perhaps due to the fear that had shattered her courage, she didn’t dare to show herself after drinking the water. She endured the pain and hid for a long time before she dared to venture out.

Those kids were typical bullies, preying on the weak and fearing the strong. Seeing Lysanne merely putting on a show of strength, they completely dismissed her, not taking her seriously. After snatching the dinner she had prepared, they simply went back to sleep.

In front of Howard and Molly, Lysanne had once dared to throw around threats of life and death. But then, after truly being bullied, she didn’t dare to let out a peep. Even when she cautiously made her way back to that dilapidated room in the dark, she was careful not to wake the children or the nuns in the courtyard.

As she passed by the stairwell, an idea suddenly popped into her mind. She remembered there was a landline phone in Alisha’s office, which might have international roaming capabilities.

With that in mind, Lysanne clung to a faint glimmer of hope and cautiously climbed upward.

The lights in Alisha’s office were not on.

Upon realizing that no one was there, Lysanne quickly closed the door behind her. In the sporadic moonlight, she picked up the phone receiver. However, she hesitated just as she was about to dial.

She had fallen so low that even the children in the orphanage could step on her. She truly wondered who would come to rescue her then.

Those fair–weather friends who ceased their association with her after her status changed were utterly unreliable.

Lysanne sadly realized that, after much thought, all the people she could think of who might have been. able to help her had been those she had manipulated and hurt in the past. If only these people had treated me a little better, how could I have ended up in such a dire situation?

With resentment, she dialed Howard’s number, and only when the call connected did she adopt a voice choked with sobs. “Dad, you need to send someone to save me. Josiah has lost his mind. He actually wants me to take care of a bunch of crazy kids in an orphanage…

A long sigh echoed from the other end of the line.

moment, the

his word, only providing Lysanne a place for self–reflection, Howard. lost every last

so heartless. Despite her disappointment, she

severed all ties with

phone was

innocent tone, answered the call from an unknown number. “May I

started speaking when Lysanne eagerly interrupted, “It’s me! I’m Lyss! Tiffany, listen to me. I’m in trouble. You

sounded utterly bewildered. “Lyss, what’s wrong? Did something

had truly had enough of Tiffany’s naive and slow–witted demeanor. However, in order to escape, she had no choice but to endure it. Using the condescending tone she previously thought was effective in manipulating Tiffany, she choked back her emotions and began

sounding somewhat

unlivable. Those kids are terribly vicious. I wouldn’t even survive here until I’m thirty, let alone the fact that I have to endure cold water, leftover food, and beatings every

a naive little girl that had lost interest. She asked, “So? What do you want me to

Carol. Shower her with money. She’s Josiah’s secretary. She’s seen the world, so a few hundred thousand won’t move her. You should be prepared to offer three to five million. Everyone loves money. You just keep throwing money at her until she gives in! Once

asked again “However, Lyss, wouldn’t this potentially upset Jose?

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like a little sister. Even if he scolds you, it’s just a few words. He won’t harm you. Come on, Tiffany. Haven’t you always listened

“Haha!”

laughter echoed from the other end

Alisha’s pitch–black office, her body prickling with fear as she clutched the

“I’m laughing at you.”

revealed her true colors, hidden beneath the

taken

hold no value whatsoever. Lyss, you’re so foolish