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Chapter 312 As Sharon and James were ushered into the basement, their faces were pale. Maeve barely glanced at Sharon, causing her to collapse in fear.
âIt wasnât me... It wasnât me,â Sharon stammered, frantically waving her hands. âMs. Scott, we were forced... We had no choice...â
Maeve stepped forward and seized Sharonâs jaw. Maeveâs eyes burned with an intensity Sharon had never seen before.
âWhat did Uncle Phil ever do to deserve this? Heâs always protected you since you married into the Scott family. He never hesitated to fulfill your every whim, even at the cost of his own dignity âHe endured the ridicule of marrying a fallen actress, all for youâan ungrateful wretch!â
Maeve shoved Sharon away, who fell to the ground, trembling and tearful.
âIf anything happens to Uncle Phil,â Maeve said coldly, âyou and your precious son can spend the rest of your lives in prison.â
âMs. Scott!â Sharon pleaded, but Maeveâs attention was entirely focused on Philip. She couldnât be bothered with Sharon.
Zion ordered his men to move Philip out of the basement. He lowered his voice, saying, âIâve already contacted the hospital.
Weâll take him there now.â
âHeâll be fine, right?â Maeve asked, her voice edged with worry.
âIâve checked his injuries. Itâs minor, just surface wounds,â Zion replied, trying to reassure her.
Hearing this, Maeve felt relief. She looked coldly at Sharon and James, who were still held on the floor. âLock them in here. If Uncle Phil makes it back safely, they go free. If not â
Maeveâs implication was clear.
Sharonâs face went ashen. âMarvel Do you want us to die here?!â
Even if Philip survived, he would never forgive them. They would never leave this basement alive!
Maeve silenced him with a swift kick âMaeve! You canât treat us like this! This is our house! Who do you think you are?â James shouted, but Ma that sent him sprawling.
Maeve pressed her high heels into Jamesâ chest, and he dared not move, fearing the sharp heel would pierce his flesh.
âIn Seathburn, power speaks. Didnât your teachers in school teach you that?â
James turned even paler, his face a twisted echo of Philipâs.
Finally, Maeve withdrew her foot. âYou two better pray that Uncle Phil comes back safe and sound. Pray that he shows mercy and lets you out. Otherwise, you can rot in here.â
The basement had only a narrow ventilation shaft and no lights. It would be pitch dark once the door was closed. An hour in such a place could drive a person mad, let alone an entire night.
Sharon dreaded it. If Philip didnât return, there would be no light, water, or food. Maeve was ruthless and would not lift a finger to help them. They were doomed!
ment.silent.
The basement door creaked shut, and Sharon heard the fron lock click into place. Marve stood behind the door for a moment, âAm I doing the right thing?â she murmured.
This world is much crueler than you think,â Zion answered. âIf you donât do so, someone else will crush you.â
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