That night was not a calm night.

To the occupants of the Newton residence, especially, it was a sleepless, painful night.

Jasmine had paid a visit to a relative of her mother’s. She was unreachable because she had turned off her phone.

After Gwendolyn and her group left, Craig ordered the bodyguards to locate Jasmine immediately.

Five hours later, at daybreak, Jasmine was dragged back from her relative’s house and flung into the ancestral hall.

“Hey! Go easy, would you? Are you trying to kill me?”

She massaged her sore buttock as she grumbled at the bodyguard.

Without a word, the bodyguard departed the ancestral hall after one last bow.

With a bang that startled Jasmine, he slammed the doors to the ancestral hall shut.

In the pitch-black darkness of the night, the candles in the ancestral hall remained lit. Shivering at the Occasional cold breeze, Jasmine swallowed guiltily as she got to her feet.

“Remain on your knees.”

An icy male voice that chilled her to the bone sounded behind her.

Jasmine shuddered with a fear that penetrated her bones when she heard the voice.

Clumsily, she whipped around and saw Craig standing before the plaques of their ancestors with a menacing scowl. Even more frightening, he was holding the cane used to uphold their familial laws.

The slick-looking cane looked imposing. It was plain that it had been soaking before it was produced. prepared especially for her.

Terrified, she braced herself before stepping forward and kneeling, giving a weak chuckle as she did so.

Craig. What did I do wrong to

not speak. His face, contorted with rage, looked as cruel

Craig. My skin is too delicate to withstand

of indignity

imperiously. His tone was cold, as if he was

out

head vigorously, “I won’t. Ask your questions,

did you seek

froze, recalling Gwendolyn’s repeated reminders earlier that day to feign

coming home today, but you sent someone to retrieve

studied her expression.

grow nervous. She reminded herself to answer according to how Gwendolyn taught

not survive the

looked up innocently. “Yes,

seared with rage. He brought the cane up with the intention of delivering a stroke at

down! That would hurt so much. Please don’t

took advantage of his hesitance to lunge at him and hold on to

always been good. What did I do?

welled up with tears as a result

the cane. “You seemed to have forgotten the virtues of our family I have taught you, Jasmine,” he continued

leg tighter. Gazing up in

you talking about. Craig? Are you insinuating that I stole the crystal earrings? Preposterous! I am the heiress of the Newton family, and I have seen

Craig’s brows tightened.

Having raised his own sister, he knew her

her brought to the ancestral hall to question her instead

had happened in

sigh of relief before telling him the story she

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