Chapter 1159 Torture
The more she talked, the angrier Lassie got.
Lassie grabbed Lisa's hair and yanked it hard, making Lisa lose her balance and hit the ground. Seizing the moment, Lassie clamped her hands around Lisa's neck, pinning her down.
"How dare you speak! If you had raised her right, I would've been grateful and thanked you! But what did you do? You just took from her, squeezing every bit of value out of her. What else are you good for?
Even when she was in the ER, bleeding out, you knew she might be my daughter. The doctor clearly said that direct relatives couldn't donate blood.
But what did you do? You didn't say a word!
Luckily, the doctor caught it in time. If it had been any later, my daughter wouldn't have made it off that operating table."
The memory of that dangerous moment still sent shivers down her spine.
Lisa was gasping for air, her face turning bright red.
Instinctively, she tried to push Lassie away, but the bodyguard held her down, making it impossible to move.
Quentin was terrified, cowering in the corner like a turtle, too scared to even plead for his wife, let alone protect her.
Lassie couldn't help but sneer.
Typical Quentin, he was always a coward.
In the face of big issues, he always hid in his shell.
For small matters, he would just say a few token words.
This wasn't the first time Lisa realized how terrifying this woman could be. The last time in the warehouse, Lassie had been just as frightening, but today was even worse.
Last time, Charles was there, and she could beg for mercy.
This time, she was completely alone.
Especially when she thought about what she had done to Hannah, she felt a wave of guilt and had no idea how to defend herself.
"Please, spare me. I'm begging you."
At this moment, all she could do was beg.
Lassie's face twisted with rage. "If I had known in the warehouse what you did to my daughter, I would have killed you right then and there!"
Lisa's face turned a deep shade of purple.
She had been deprived of oxygen for too long, and the veins on her forehead and neck were bulging. Her consciousness began to fade, and her eyes rolled back.
Just as she was about to pass out, Lassie released her grip on Lisa's neck.
Lisa immediately gasped for air, greedily inhaling the fresh oxygen.
Lassie looked down at her with disdain. "I was originally going to spare your life, let your family reunite, and have Charles find you a good place to go! Even though you never liked Hannah, you did raise her!
But I never imagined you would treat her so cruelly.
If it weren't for her resilience, she wouldn't have survived until now!
I want you to live. I want to make you feel every bit of pain you inflicted on Hannah!
I won't kill you easily. I will beat you every day for eight years, so you can understand what it's like to be beaten daily. I want you to wish for death. I want you to feel the pain my daughter endured."
With that, she raised her hand.
The bodyguard immediately understood and handed her a feather duster.
Lisa, having just caught her breath, saw the feather duster in Lassie's hand and began to tremble uncontrollably.
She tried to back away in fear.
But the bodyguard held her down.
Lassie gave a signal, and the bodyguard released Lisa.
If she was going to beat her, she wanted to see Lisa rolling on the ground, screaming in pain. That was the only way to feel the satisfaction of revenge.
Being held down limited the area she could hit.
She wanted to leave marks on every part of Lisa's body.
She wanted Lisa to be covered in bruises, with no unscathed area.
After all, that was how Lisa had treated her daughter.
Once freed, Lisa tried to stand and run, but having not eaten all day and nearly being strangled to death, she was too weak. She barely got up before collapsing again.
She crawled backward like an animal, her eyes filled with fear as she watched Lassie. "You can't do this to me. I'm Hannah's adoptive mother. If Hannah finds out, she'll hate you. She won't forgive you."
Lassie sneered, raising an eyebrow. "That's why I locked you up here! Even if I dismember you here, no one outside will hear a thing!
Do you think, after how you treated Hannah, she still sees you as her mother?
All these years, did you ever treat her like a daughter? Did you ever give her a warm home? Did you ever fulfill your duties as a mother? If it weren't for Austin sending you money every year, you would have abandoned her long ago.
You took my son's money without a second thought while torturing his sister! Lisa, you are the most shameless woman I've ever met."
With that, she raised the feather duster high and brought it down hard on Lisa.
"Ah!" Lisa screamed in pain.
But Lassie wasn't satisfied. She continued to strike Lisa with the feather duster, blow after blow.
Lisa rolled on the ground in agony, trying to dodge but too weak to move. In no time, her body was covered in bloody welts, blood seeping out, a horrifying sight.
Lisa screamed and struggled, still trying to resist. "You're a high-society lady. You can't do this. If word gets out, the Moore family's reputation will be ruined!"
Seeing the bloody welts on Lisa's body, Lassie felt a wave of satisfaction.
She said indifferently, "If you manage to get out of here alive, feel free to tell everyone how I tortured you! In all of Sunset Bay, or even the entire country, who would dare speak against the Moore family? Even if they knew, who would dare stand up for you? Who would dare say a word?"
Lisa felt a wave of despair.
Because she knew Lassie was right.
With the Moore family's power and status, even if Lassie beat her in front of everyone, no one would dare say a word.
"This is a society governed by law. What you're doing is illegal. You'll go to jail for this."
Lassie laughed as if she had heard the funniest joke. "Yes, I'm breaking the law. Go ahead and call the cops. If anyone dares to arrest me, let them come."
Lisa was completely hopeless.
She couldn't escape, and threats were useless.
Was she really going to be locked in this dark place, tortured by Lassie for eight years?
That would be worse than death.
Seeing that Lisa still had the strength to speak, Lassie snorted, "You still have the strength to talk. I guess I wasn't hitting hard enough."
With that, she increased the force of her blows.
Not only was Lisa's body covered in welts, but her face also had several bloody marks.
In the blink of an eye, her clothes were soaked in blood, the original color unrecognizable.
Quentin was scared to death, retreating until his back was against the wall. He curled up, watching in terror, not daring to breathe, afraid that Lassie would notice him and beat him too.
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