Chapter 336
As Felicia’s plane disappeared into the horizon, Abbie stood frozen with her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms. Her disfigured face twisted with rage, making her look even more terrifying.
She was stunned at how Maurice let Felicia leave just like that.
Grinding her teeth so hard they squeaked, Abbie couldn’t hold back anymore. She stormed. after Maurice, desperate and furious.
“Mr. Glovers!” she called, her voice trembling with anger. “She put that venomous creature in you! She did something so serious. Are you really just going to let it go?”
Maurice paused before turning to face her, his expression eerily calm and lips curled in a faint, almost disarming smile..
“What do you think I should do about it?” he asked, his tone mild, almost playful.
For a moment, his calmness threw Abbie off, but the bitterness in her chest wouldn’t let her stop. Fueled by frustration, she blurted out, “Bring her back! Force her to remove the venomous creature and then kill her!”
Maurice’s smile widened slightly as if he found her suggestion amusing. “Well, you certainly sound like you’re looking out for me.”
“Of course, I am!” Abbie forced a smile, trying to suppress the trembling in her voice. “I’ve always been loyal to you, Mr. Glovers. Everything I do is for you.”
Her attempt at charm might’ve worked if those deep scars hadn’t marred her face. What could’ve been alluring instead bordered on grotesque, her disfigured features robbing her of the allure she once relied on.
Maurice tilted his head, appearing to consider her words.
His expression shifted just as she opened her mouth to add more. His smile widened–too wide. His brown eyes gleamed with an unsettling glint and dark humor.
“Mr. Glovers…” Abbie’s stomach twisted, her instincts screaming. That smile–it was the same one he had worn when he threw her into the crocodile pool.
“Get rid of her,” Maurice said lazily as though commenting on the weather. “The Glovers family doesn’t need ugly maids.”
The order hit like a thunderclap. Two men immediately stepped forward to grab her.
Abbie’s legs buckled, her mind racing. If she was thrown out like this, looking the way she did, she’d have nothing left no career, no future. Her ruined face would be splashed across headlines, a cruel reminder of what she once was
“No! Mr. Glovers, please!” Abbie dropped to her knees, clutching at Maurice’s pant leg.
She couldn’t afford to leave–not when this was her last lifeline. Despite her resentment toward him, she still clung to the faint hope that he might help her regain her beauty and her
old life.
“Don’t send me away! I’ll do anything–I’ll obey you, I swear!”
Maurice gazed down at her, his smile unchanging. For all his charm, there was no mistaking the sadistic satisfaction he got from watching people grovel.
“You like guessing what people are thinking, don’t you?” he said, tilting his head. “I’ll give you a chance. Guess what I’m thinking right now. If you get it right, I’ll grant you your wish. I’ll find the best doctors to fix your face. I’ll put you back in the spotlight with all the resources you need. Fame, fortune–it’ll all be yours.”
Her heart pounded.
This was it her chance to get everything back. But she had to play her cards right.
Maurice’s thoughts… What could he possibly be thinking?
Recalling his every move that day, Abbie’s mind raced. He was ruthless and vindictive. Felicia. humiliated him and crippled his arms. There was no way he’d let her off the hook. Maurice wasn’t the forgiving type.
She inhaled sharply, steeling herself for the gamble of her life.
She said, her voice firm despite her trembling hands, “I think you’re already looking for at master healer–someone who can remove the venomous creature. Once it’s gone and you’re free of her, you’ll do to her exactly what she did to you.”
