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.