Shockingly, the woman sitting in the dungeon was not Charlotte. Although her figure and hairstyle were
similar to Charlotte’s…she was not her,
The scruffy-looking woman turned and gazed at the people standing at a distance before her eyes
finally landed on Joshua, her tears started to fall soon after. Her mouth was opened wide, yet not a
sound came out of her. It was as if…she could not speak.
The way the woman opened her mouth widely had Luna wondering why the woman looked very
familiar. After careful observation, Luna’s hand flung to her mouth in her shock.
This woman… She was… Luna bit her lip and, with a shaky voice, called out, “Are you Laura Suess?
Dr. Suess?” The woman nodded her head vigorously while pointing at her mouth to show Luna that she
could no longer speak.
Luna was even more shocked upon receiving that answer from the woman. She subconsciously looked
at Bonnie, who was standing beside her. Similarly, Bonnie’s expression was the same as Luna’s.
Was she Laura Suess after all? A few hours ago, she seemed energized when she went to the Tea
Cottage to kidnap June. They clearly remembered seeing her walking with a strong pace from either
the Tea Cottage’s surveillance, or the hotel’s surveillance where she brought June to shave her head.
What happened?
How did she turn from a proud doctor who controlled the fate of others into a prisoner who looked so
unkempt and unable to speak within a few hours?
“This Quentin guy is even more ruthless and barbaric than I imagined,” muttered Joshua with a frown
after seeing the situation Laura was in. “Lately, Laura has used her identity as my personal family
physician to gather more information for Quentin. Now that he had no more use for her, he cut off her
tongue so she can never speak in the future before locking her up in the dungeon, no longer giving her
the chance to see daylight again.”
Tears streamed down Laura’s face. She tried to speak by moving her mouth as she looked at Luna and
Joshua. Luna could tell from Charlotte’s lips how she profusely apologized. 1 A person who had lived
like any other normal person, rendered to such a rugged, despairing condition… Bonnie AUXcN=NI
Luna felt bad for her.
Luna, unable to stop herself, got closer to grab Laura’s hand, hoping that she could say anything she
wanted to say to them. Her body acted before her brain could progress. By the time she realized it, she
was already grabbing Laura’s hand with the dungeon bars between them.
The moment she grabbed Laura’s hand, she discovered that tiny scratch wounds littered all over her
hands. They looked like they had been inflicted with a fine, sharp steel wire. With every movement
Laura made, her skin would flick open, and this disconcerted Luna greatly.
What kind of torture was this? Why would Quentin need to treat Laura this way when she had worked
so diligently for him?
As Luna was spacing out, the dungeon door was opened from the outside, and Laura quickly retracted
her hand. However, before she withdrew her hand, she stuffed a paper ball into Luna’s sleeves.
“Ms. Gibson, there’s no need for you to feel pity for her, and don’t touch her,” said Quentin, standing at
the back. “This is a dangerous woman. We won’t be accountable if she hurts you.” The startled Luna
quickly hid the paper ball in her palms and smiled while standing up. “I was just curious about the
injuries on her hands.” “It’s the punishment she deserved, that’s all.”
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