Chapter 467 Bad Sister
Arthur was furious. He looked at the tall bodyguard Roy and kicked him directly.
Roy stepped back a few steps and dared not speak, keeping his head down.
Arthur shouted, "I told you to protect Olivia, and this is how you did! You are so incompetent!"
Roy explained, "I'm sorry, Mr. Arthur. Although I made a mistake, I followed Ms. Olivia's instructions. She asked me to find some rogues to come over. She was insistent that Aaron come and save her, so I left."
Roy didn't expect that when he arrived at the designated with a few fake rogues, Olivia had already encountered other rogues and had been tortured to the brink of death.
Arthur stared at him as if he were looking at a dead man and then kicked him again.
"Blame my daughter? Do you know who pays you? Whose orders should you follow?" Arthur questioned, seething in anger.
Arthur's outburst took Roy completely by surprise. He clutched the area that had been hit, his face turning pale. "Mr. Arthur, what did you say? Your daughter?" he asked, shocked.
Arthur, consumed by anger, accidentally let the truth slip. Realizing it, he replied, "Olivia never had a father growing up. I raised her with hard work. In my heart, she is like my own daughter! To see her ruined at such a young age, can you imagine the pain I feel?"
Roy bit back the pain, remaining silent with his head bowed. Arthur took a deep breath, struggling to suppress his rage.
"Here's another task for you. Find those rogues who ruined Olivia. Cut off their manhood!" Arthur ordered.
'Cut off their manhood!' Roy was surprised, hesitating before speaking, "I..."
"What's the matter? Don't want to?" Arthur asked coldly.
Arthur didn't want to involve the police, as it would damage his daughter's reputation. But he wasn't going to let those rogues go unpunished. He wanted them never to be men again.
"Mr. Arthur, I'm just a bodyguard, not a hitman," Roy explained.
He only wanted to do the job of protecting, not causing harm to others.
Arthur glanced at him, saying, "I'll offer you another two hundred thousand dollars. Will you, do it? If not, I'll find someone else."
Two hundred thousand dollars! Roy's heart wavered.
Arthur recognized his hesitation and continued, "Don't worry, I'll take responsibility if anything happens. You should know about my relationship with the Woodhouse family. Dealing with a few rogues, is it really that big of a deal?"
Hearing this, Roy nodded and replied, "Okay, I'll act immediately."
With the promise of money, he was willing to do anything.
A cold smirk formed on Arthur's face.
Just then, cries were heard from the ward. Arthur was surprised and pushed open the door.
Olivia had woken up, looking terrified, and curled up in bed. Elsa, tearfully, was about to touch Olivia. "Dear, don't be afraid; I'm your mom," Elsa said softly.
"Go away! All of you, get away from me; don't touch me!" Olivia huddled in the corner, screaming and flailing her arms.
Arthur felt heavy-hearted. "Elsa, how could Olivia be like this?" he asked.
"I don't know either. She just woke up, and when she saw me, she reacted like this," Elsa tearfully replied.
"I'll call the doctor," Arthur said, and hurriedly pressed the call button.
Olivia, on the hospital bed, continued to cry and scream. "Go away, don't touch me! Aaron, save me! You bastard, why didn't you help me when I was in trouble? Why didn't you take me away?" she cried out.
Hearing her words, Arthur's expression changed. "Olivia, what are you saying? When you were in trouble, Aaron refused to save you?" he probed.
Olivia's face filled with agitation. "He's a heartless bastard! Go away, all of you! Don't touch me!" she yelled.
She cried and struggled, and soon, several caregivers came in.
They asked Arthur and Elsa to wait outside. Arthur agreed and walked out with Elsa.
Tears welled up in Elsa's eyes as she watched Olivia being held down by doctors and injected with a sedative through the glass window of the ward. Olivia couldn't stop crying.
"My poor daughter, she was destroyed like this! Arthur, it's all Aaron's fault; he ruined my daughter!" Elsa blamed.
Arthur patted her back to comfort her, his face darkening.
'Was it really Aaron who didn't save her?' he wondered.
Soon, the doctor came out of the ward.
"Both of you should be prepared. The patient has suffered too much trauma and may have some mental problems," the doctor informed.
In other words, Olivia has developed a mental health condition!
Elsa stared at the doctor in shock, then closed her eyes and fainted.
Arthur called out, "Elsa!"
The next day.
Nora woke up.
She stretched lazily and sat up from the bed, feeling good.
Sure enough, without a man messing with her, everything could return to normal.
Just like yesterday, she went downstairs and made breakfast. When it was time, she went to wake up a few children.
The children's chatter sounded like the songs of birds, pleasant and harmonious.
A day in a good mood it started like this.
Nora had breakfast with Jacob and the children, and after sending a few children away, she was ready to go to the laboratory.
At this moment, her phone received a message. She opened it and looked. Becky sent it.
Becky: [You're a bad sister; why did you leave me with him!]
Nora laughed, then typed a line.
Nora: [Don't slander me, okay? I don't even know who it was last night, holding onto Lucas and refusing to let go, flirting with him. I did it to help you.]
Soon, Becky sent a speechless expression.
Becky: [Did I exaggerate like that?]
Nora didn't want to prove her innocence with words anymore.
Nora: [Of course! There should be surveillance cameras in the hotel. If you don't believe me, I'll go with you to check the footage.]
Becky: [Stop trying to defend yourself; you never saw me as your sister. You can't interpret the behavior of a drunk person as that of a normal person!]
Nora: [People say that drunken words are true words. I think you're even more genuine when you're drunk. Holding onto Lucas and saying you want him to be your lover, of course, I have to find a way to help you achieve that.]
Becky: [Should I thank you then?]
Nora: [You're welcome.]
When she saw that Becky hadn't replied, she smiled, put away her phone, changed her clothes, and left.
In the hotel room, Becky sat on the bed, listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, lost in thought.
Did she really sleep with Lucas again last night?
'I slept with Lucas again last night? Could it be true that I was holding onto Lucas and keeping him as a lover for financial support, as Nora said?' Becky brooded.
She can't believe it! Becky's thoughts were in turmoil.
She tapped her head to get out of bed, only to realize she wasn't wearing anything. There were no clothes by the bed. She saw her scattered clothes on the floor, torn apart.
Becky stared blankly at the clothes on the floor, 'Was it intense last night?' she thought.
Flashes of images crossed her mind; Lucas's heavy breathing, her pleading cries.
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