The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Both front left tires of the van simultaneously blew out, causing the vehicle to lose control and crash violently into the left wall with a thunderous bang.

The crash dented the left door and completely wrecked the front of the van. It was a horrific sight.

Having worn seat belts, the two police officers sustained only minor injuries.

However, Zoe, seated in the back, was not as lucky. She hit her head hard. A large bump formed on her head, and the door crushed her left arm, with metal scraping her flesh, causing blood to gush out and her to scream in pain.

"How could the tires blow out suddenly?!"

"That's really strange. Let's check it out!"

As the two officers got out of the van and bent down to inspect the situation, they suddenly felt a sharp pain in their napes and collapsed to the ground.

Instead of being frightened, Zoe looked excitedly at the man in a black trench coat and mask standing before her. "Did my grandfather send you to rescue me?! He must have sent you here, right?!" "Heh, rescue a monster like you?"

eyes. He then let out a mocking laugh. "I'm not someone who

in her veins as she trembled

"W-Who are you?!"

"Me?"

man leaned in closer, his presence oppressive, his eyes piercing through her fear-stricken, pale face. "I'm the one who enforces God's will

had

her hands, suspending her from the ceiling. Someone had stripped

had no windows and was frigid, causing

Please help

struggled, crying out desperately. "Grandpa...

basement door

Without a word, they started tearing off the remaining scraps of

screams echoed in

the swaying dim light overhead. Her face was bruised and battered,