Chapter 447

It was unmistakably Heather’s voice.

Of course, it was her.

Dorothy wasn’t surprised in the least.

Pain shot through her knees, paling her complexion in an instant as sweat rapidly beaded on her

forehead. Gritting her teeth so hard that her nails dug into her skin, she managed to say, “Do whatever

you want to me, but let Karen and my daughter go! They’re innocent!” “Innocent?” Heather’s laugh was

devoid of warmth, “Oh, dear sister you don’t think anyone’s walking out of here today, do you?”

“But she’s Everett’s child!”

“That’s exactly why she needs to die!” Heather raised her voice, almost to a scream, “What did you

promise me all those years ago? You said you’d never go back to him, that you’d vanish! And yet, here

you are, back in his life and with a child! Oh, Dorothy, you thought you could hide the secrets, but you

never expected me to find out, did you?”

How Heather had discovered Abigails whereabouts was beyond Dorothy. The only people who knew of

Abigail’s identity, aside from herself, were Kenneth and Karen. Nobody else!

Suddenly, she froze.

“Did Lane tell you?”

“That’s right” Heather admitted openly, stepping closer to Dorothy and ripping the blindfold from her

face. As they locked eyes, Heather’s face was smug with triumph. “Surprised? And to think, it was

Lane who came to me first!”

Dorothy was stunned.

Lane had always been relentless in his pursuit of her, but she never believed he would do anything to

harm a child.

“He’s such an idiot. He came to me for a deal, and before I even agreed, he spilled everything, telling

me you had Everett’s daughter!” Heather’s mocking laughter filled the room. “And then the fool had the

nerve to tell me not to hurt you or the child! Can you believe

that?”

“Heather, that’s because not many people are as vile as you. Lane couldn’t have imagined he was

dealing with someone like your

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Heather struck Dorothy with a brutal smack, leaving a fiery red welt on her face and sending her

tumbling backward.

“Don’t you dare preach to me from your moral high ground! Are you any better? You slept your way into

Everett’s bed for money. You’re nothing more than a whore, just like your mother. Cheap and

worthless”

With blood filled with Dorothy’s mouth, she spat it out defiantly meeting Heather with fierce

determination.

“You hate me and my mother. Now that you’ve had her killed, I’m in your clutches. Release Karen and

Abigail. Do what you want with

mer

“Oh?” Heather arched her eyebrows, curling her lips into a smirk. “Do you think I’d let you off that

easily?”

“Let them go, and I’ll do whatever you want!”

Heather played absently with her nails, then her face lit up with a twisted excitement.

“Fine! I have two people in my grasp, so you’ll agree to two conditions. For each one you fulfill release

one of them. How about that?”

“What conditions?”

“I want you to sleep with several men at once and make it look like you’re enjoying every second of it.

Use all your seductive tricks to lure them in. Onge they’ve each had their turn with you, I let Karen go.“