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.

do wrong to warrant the use of

with rage, looked as cruel as a

talk about this, Craig. My skin is too delicate to withstand the cane. Besides, you’ve never struck me.

of

gazed down imperiously. His tone was cold, as if he was interrogating a

I find out you’re

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

did you seek refuge outside

reminders earlier that day

planning on coming home today,

studied her expression. “Are Gwendolyn’s crystal

began to grow nervous. She reminded herself to

I may not survive

that thought, she looked up innocently. “Yes, they’re

brought the cane up with the intention of delivering a stroke

down! That would hurt so much.

hesitance to lunge at him and hold on to his

Craig. I’ve always been good. What did I do?

up with tears as a result of

of our family I have taught you, Jasmine,” he continued coldly. “When did you learn

his leg tighter. Gazing up

I have seen much more valuable jewelry than that. Why would I steal? And from Gwendolyn, no less!

Craig’s brows tightened.

Having raised his

hall to question her instead of dragging her there to subject her

happened

before telling him the story she had rehearsed many times in

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