Two months ago, Ryan Brooks had beaten me within an inch of my life, then tossed me to a group of vagrants to be violated.
Afterward, he had me dumped back at the Miller family’s door.
But Chloe intercepted me.
She publicly claimed I had gone missing, while secretly bribing professional killers to drag me to that countryside cottage.
“Emily, why should you be the true daughter? You never should have appeared in front of our parents. You never should have lived in this world.”
“Now I’ll send you where you belong.”
Towering above me in high heels, she looked down with contempt.
She reveled in watching me kneel and beg for my life.
In return, she only inflicted harsher torment and revenge.
She forced someone close to me to burn me alive, then scattered my ashes.
After covering her tracks, she confiscated my phone.
And for these past two months, she had been secretly holding it, reading Daniel’s endless texts to me.
But Chloe never truly replied.
Sometimes, she deliberately sent a short message back—
just enough to make Daniel Reed believe I wasn’t dead, only hiding.
I watched as Daniel’s texts came one after another, piling up higher than all his earlier accusations.