Chapter 441 Mrs. Sanchez heard Theaâs voice and immediately shouted in panic, âThea, you wretched woman. What have you done to me?â
Mrs. Sanchez wanted to move, but she was trapped in plaster, completely naked, leaving only her nostrils to breathe. She felt very powerless.
Thea smiled and said, âDonât panic. I was giving you a full- body beauty treatment. I just added a little plaster to the whitening cream. They are beneficial to your body and have no harm, except that you canât move temporarily.â
âIdiot. Let go of me,â Mrs. Sanchez shouted.
Thea questioned calmly, âIf you want freedom, then answer my questions properly. As long as your answers satisfy me, I will grant you freedom. Otherwise, I donât mind putting some plaster on you again, blocking both of your nostrils, and completely sealing you within the plaster. Turning you into a sculpture of a beautiful woman.â
âThea, what youâre doing is illegal imprisonment. You better let me go...â Mrs. Sanchez was clearly panicked, she began to plead with Thea in a low and submissive voice.
Thea said, âMrs. Sanchez, since I was young, I have been abused by my foster mother, constantly teetering on the edge. of life and death. Do you think someone like me could be so paranoid as to take a risk and selfâdestruct, just like Theodore choosing to go down with the four major families?â
Chapter 411 Mrs. Sanchez was thoroughly scared. âThea, stop fooling around. Speak properly. What do you really want to know? I will answer you truthfully.â
âThatâs good.â
Thea paused for a moment and asked softly, âWhat happened to Theodoreâs injuries?â
Mrs. Sanchez remained silent for a while. Then, weakly, she said, âHis father hit him.â
Thea was furious, âHe was kidnapped by human traffickers and suffered greatly. Not only did you not feel sorry for him, but you also hit him. Why? What did he do wrong?â
Mrs. Sanchez said, âHe... had such a strange temper...â
Thea suddenly blocked one of Mrs. Sanchezâs nostrils with the plaster in her hand. Mrs. Sanchez shouted in panic, âAh!â
Thea angrily said, âMrs. Sanchez, I have warned you before, do not try to deceive me, or else donât blame me for being impolite to you.â
Mrs. Sanchez shivered, âI didnât deceive you...â
Thea exclaimed, âI spent a year with Theodore, and although he was tortured by traffickers and covered in bruises, he never complained about anyone. He lived each day actively and tried to please everyone around him. He had a gentle temperament and was very considerate of others. You say he had a strange temper, could it be that you all bullied him and caused the once obedient child to learn how to resist?â
Mrs. Sanchez stuttered, âIt was my husband who thought he 19.10%
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was stubborn... not me...â
Thea was not easily fooled either, âTell me exactly what happened that day.â
Mrs. Sanchez hesitated and said, âI couldnât remember some things.â
Thea blocked her other nostril with one finger.
Mrs. Sanchez quickly felt suffocated.
âI said. I said.â
Thea angrily exclaimed, âIf you dare to deceive me again, I will throw you directly into the incinerator.ââ
Mrs. Sanchez timidly said, âYou are simply... a devil.â
Thea said, âSpeak.â
Mrs. Sanchez was tormented by Thea and could only speak. the truth, âIf you want to blame someone, blame him for being too goodâlooking.â
Thea furrowed her brow, suddenly feeling a shift in the artistic style.
Mrs. Sanchez mumbled incoherently, âIt makes people want to commit crimes just by looking at it.â
âYou know, when he was seven or eight years old, he was fine, but when he was twelve or thirteen, he grew up, opened up, and became very charming.â
âThat day, we held a banquet at our house, and the guests filled the room.â
0 0 0 0 âI drank some alcohol and couldnât handle it, so I thought about going back to my room to rest.â
âBut I entered the wrong room and ended up sleeping next to Thorne in a daze. When his father found out about this, no matter how much I explained, he didnât believe me. He insisted that I had an affair with his stepson. Then he lost his sanity and beat him on the stairs all night long. Since then, the child became autistic. And disabled.â
Thea heard this story and felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured into her limbs and bones.
She was foolish and dumbfounded.
Mrs. Sanchez, dissatisfied with her account, continued in her voice, âFrom then on, they were no longer on good terms. Thorne, in order to retaliate against his father, brought down his company.â
Thea scratched her palm with her nails, and her eyes suddenly turned bloodshot. She lost control of her emotions and went crazy, removing the cast from her body, and then slapping herself repeatedly. âIt was clearly your fault, so why didnât you protect him?â
âYou, as a couple, had twisted thoughts. You slandered an innocent child who had no ability to fight back.â
Mrs. Sanchezâs horrifying scream resounded.
Mrs. Gibson got up from the bed with a roll, afraid that Thea might cause trouble for Mrs. Sanchez. She quickly ran to the next door and tightly hugged the crazy Thea.
âMiss Fletcher, donât get excited.â
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Thea saw Mrs. Gibson, perhaps Mrs. Gibsonâs compassionate eyes had touched her. She threw herself into her arms and cried uncontrollably.
Using her keen sense of smell, Thea uncovered half of the truth of the matter, âIn my opinion, it is clear that she saw Theodore as a thorn in her side, so she deliberately set a trap to frame Theodore. All to pave the way for her son.â
âWhy did Theodore have such a miserable life? Why did he happen to have such heartless parents?â
âHe is his own father, how could he treat him like this?â
Mrs. Gibson patted Theaâs back and comforted, âMiss Fletcher, donât be sad. He now has you to protect him. It can be considered as going from bitter to sweet.â
Mrs. Gibson turned and threatened Mrs. Sanchez, âTodayâs matter ends here. If you want to bother Miss Fletcher, I donât mind making the audio recording I made today public.â
Mrs. Sanchezâs face turned dark with anger as she exclaimed, âAre you my best friend or her best friend?â
Mrs. Gibson said coldly, âI kept company with justice.â
Mrs. Gibson took Thea away from the beauty salon and the two of them found a quiet café. Theaâs emotions gradually calmed down.
She wiped away her bitter tears and shyly told Mrs. Gibson, âI apologize for embarrassing you.â
Mrs. Gibson stared at Thea fixedly and said, âMiss Fletcher, I liked your frankness.â
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C C Thea said, âI know youâre curious why I, the esteemed Miss Thea Fletcher of the Fletcher family, would forsake a comfortable life and go through the trouble of saving a prisoner with no future. Today, I can tell you clearly that itâs because he never gave up on me during my most desperate and helpless moments. He helped me earn enough money to live a prosperous life and helped me find my loved ones. He redeemed me. It wouldnât be fair for me to turn a blind eye to him when heâs in a quagmire.â
Mrs. Gibson sighed and said, âMiss Fletcher, I have decided to help you.â
Thea was overjoyed. âMrs. Gibson, why is this?â