Chapter 1158 Avenging Hannah
Charles and Hannah had just boarded the plane and left when Carter and Lassie arrived at the basement.
Lisa and Quentin were locked up down there.
After learning about Violet's experiences over the years, Carter had pulled them out of prison and confined them in the basement.
Originally, this place was used for storing miscellaneous items. It was dark and damp.
Even though the servants cleaned it daily, there was still a pervasive smell of decay.
Being confined here for a long time, their bodies began to emit a foul, musty odor.
Especially since it was pitch black and completely isolated from the outside world, Lisa and Quentin had lost track of how long they had been locked up.
At first, they would bang on the door and shout, demanding to be let out.
But as time went on, they no longer had the strength to shout.
At this moment, the two of them, who hadn't eaten for an entire day, were sitting on the ground, backs against the cold wall, too weak to even speak.
"Dear, what do you think they're planning by keeping us here? Didn't Charles promise us a large sum of money and a safe place if we told the truth? Why did they bring us back? Are they going back on their word?" Quentin, starving and weak, slumped there helplessly.
"Who knows! It doesn't matter anymore. All I know is that I'm so hungry! I'm so thirsty. I want food, I want water." Lisa, barely able to speak, said, "They used to bring us food occasionally, but now they don't even do that. Are they planning to starve us to death?"
Quentin groaned in pain.
He felt so miserable that he didn't even want to talk.
Any energy spent talking was better saved; maybe it could help him hold on a bit longer.
The basement fell silent again.
Just then, the sound of the door opening echoed in the basement.
Quentin and Lisa thought it was a servant bringing food; their eyes lit up, and they scrambled towards the door.
With a click, the basement light suddenly turned on.
The sudden brightness made Quentin and Lisa shield their eyes with their hands.
The next moment, the basement door closed again.
Once they adjusted to the light, Lisa and Quentin slowly lowered their hands and saw who was standing in front of them.
It was Carter and Lassie.
Their faces were like ice, their eyes devoid of warmth, filled with inexplicable hatred as they looked at them.
Four burly bodyguards stood behind them.
Quentin and Lisa were startled, a sense of foreboding rising in their hearts, and they instinctively tried to retreat.
The bodyguards immediately stepped forward, pinning them down on either side, not allowing them to move back.
Without hesitation, Lassie raised her hand and slapped Lisa hard several times.
Lisa was stunned by the blows. "Why are you hitting me? Charles said he would let us go! You can't go back on your word."
Lassie was filled with hatred.
Thinking about what she saw in Hannah's dream, her heart ached.
Her eyes reddened unknowingly.
"Charles promised to let you go, but I didn't!" She gritted her teeth, "My daughter, whom I cherished and protected, you abused her until she was covered in wounds!"
Lisa was a bully who only picked on the weak.
She was tough in front of Hannah but cowardly outside.
In this situation, she didn't dare to admit anything and instinctively denied, "I didn't, you're slandering me! Mrs. Moore, I know your family is powerful, but I raised your child for eight years!
"Besides, we were victims too! It was your son who sent her to me, not me who kidnapped her! We didn't know she was the lost heiress of the Moore family! You can't blame this on me. In fact, you should thank me! If it weren't for me, your daughter might have starved to death on the streets."
Her shamelessness once again shocked Lassie. She couldn't help but slap Lisa several more times. "You're still lying! Do you think I don't know how you treated my daughter these eight years? She was never without injuries! When other people's daughters are taken advantage of, their parents seek justice for them! But you? You not only didn't stand up for her, you twisted the facts to defame her."
Hearing this, Lisa's face turned pale. How did she know about this? Could it be that Hannah woke up and reported them? No, she had amnesia, right? Could she have remembered everything?
"Did Hannah wake up? Did she regain her memory?" Whatever Lisa was thinking, she blurted out.
Lassie, even more furious, thought she was guilty and kicked her hard in the chest. Lisa, already weak from hunger, didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain.
"You have the nerve to speak! When she was a child, if she hadn't been strong, she would have died from illness! You falsely accused her of stealing money, and if your son hadn't proven her innocence, she would have been wronged to death. You hit her when you were in a bad mood, and even when you were in a good mood. Your son disobeyed, and you hit her. Your husband was useless, you hit her. When you were short on money, you still hit her! All these years, you vented all your frustrations on her." Getting angrier, Lassie grabbed Lisa's hair and yanked it back. Lisa's head was forced up, her hair feeling like it was being torn out, her face contorted in pain.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, please, forgive me, I won't do it again."
Lassie didn't listen to a word, gritting her teeth, "She is my daughter, my precious! From childhood, I never even touched a hair on her head, but you, you tortured her for six years. If she hadn't gone to college and lived on campus, you would have tortured her even longer. You despicable wretch, Austin gave you so much money every year to take care of her, and this is how you did it? How dare you? How dare you treat my precious like this? Ah..."
In her rage, Lassie slapped her several more times. Thinking about her daughter's hellish years, she really wanted to tear Lisa apart.
Carter's fists clenched tightly at his sides. Even though he had already heard about his daughter's ordeal from his wife, hearing it again made his heart ache uncontrollably. His precious daughter, how did she survive those years?
Sensing her loss of control, Lisa didn't dare to breathe. Even though she was in excruciating pain, if she had been smart and chosen to endure it silently, maybe Lassie would have stopped. But she was not one to read the room. Seeing Lassie so angry, she was scared to the point of almost wetting herself. She kept begging for mercy.
"I won't do it again, I won't, please, spare my miserable life. Although I treated her badly over the years, I did give her a place to stay, let her go to school, and later I realized my mistakes and treated her better. Please, for the sake of the years I raised her, spare me, please, please."
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