Inside the bed, the blanket had been cut open — dozens of leeches were writhing underneath it. It was disgusting to say the least.
“Johnny,” Timothy cried weakly, “I didn’t mean to take your watch or your status. But it was about Steph’s reputation! I couldn’t explain it at the time. Why are you so cruel and put these blood-sucking things in my bed? I was born anemic! I was lucky to check on my bed in time… I’ll return the watch! Just please don’t hurt me…”
I looked at Stephanie. “I didn’t do it. If you don’t believe me, check the CCTV.”
But she didn’t even consider it. “There's no need. I know you too well, John—you always take revenge for every little thing. I thought prison might have changed you, but you’ve only gotten worse! You should have stayed in there a few more years!”
"No matter what, I'm going to teach you a lesson today. Don't ever dare hurt Tim again!"
Half an hour later, Stephanie’s men came in, covering their noses while carrying a half-human-tall metal barrel. Inside the barrel were countless squirming leeches. They then dumped them all into a bathtub.
“Hold Johnny down,” she ordered coldly.