The next day, he drove to the orphanage. Seeing the director, he asked,
“Where is Grace?”
Ms. Anderson clenched her fists and replied coldly,
“How dare you even ask where she is?”
“She already…”
Daniel cut her off with a wave of his hand, his voice cold:
“What, you’re going to tell me again that she’s dead? Another one of those lies?”
Daniel didn’t know I really was dead.
Six years ago,
I was accused of causing Sophia’s allergic reaction. Daniel ordered his bodyguards to break my leg and force-fed me an enormous amount of whiskey, triggering a severe asthma attack.
The doctor had called Daniel, but Sophia hung up the phone.
I never even made it to surgery before I passed away.
Ms. Anderson came, and knowing my final wish, she signed the consent form for a C-section,
allowing Lily to be born safely.
Later, afraid Daniel would discover the truth, Sophia had my body stolen from the hospital.
She brought in several men with sick fetishes for corpses. I tried desperately to block them, but I could only pass through their bodies, watching helplessly as they defiled mine one last time.
After they were done, Sophia poured acid over my face.
I heard the sizzling sound of burning flesh, and my whole body collapsed like mud on the ground. I could only stare blankly as Sophia ordered those men to dump my body deep in the mountains.
It was Ms. Anderson and several staff who searched tirelessly day and night until they finally found me and arranged my burial.
Ms. Anderson’s face was full of sorrow as tears rolled down.
After a long pause, she sighed deeply and said,
“Grace passed away six years ago.”
Daniel studied her for a while before sneering,
“Dead?”
“How could Grace bear to die? What did she promise you to make you lie for her?”
He swept his gaze over the orphans and suddenly raised his voice:
“Grace, let’s play a game.”
“There are fifteen people here, including the director. From now on, every ten minutes, one of them will lose a hand or a foot—until you show up.”
Ms. Anderson panicked and rushed forward, saying,
“Grace really is dead, I’m not lying to you. If you don’t believe me, I can take you to her grave.”
Daniel simply glanced at his watch. Ten minutes later, he casually twisted Ms. Anderson’s hand, breaking it.
Lily, witnessing this, bit down on the bodyguard’s hand and, taking advantage of his pain, crashed hard into Daniel, knocking him off balance. Daniel reflexively kicked Lily.