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His Torture
His Torture
Kelly resisted instinctively. The moment Anastasia grabbed her wrist, she forcefully shook her hand away as if she was electrocuted.
"Kelly?"
Her reaction made Anastasia even more suspicious. Kelly bit her lip. She didn't care much anymore, for fear that Anastasia would realize something. She then ran upstairs in panic. After returning to the room, she took another shower.
She used concealer to cover up the marks on her body layer after layer until no trace could be seen at all. Then, she put on a piece of clothing and went out. She stood at the top of the stairs. She originally didn't want to appear in front of Anastasia at this time. However, in the living room just now, all the servants of the Young Estate were present.
There were even staff members specially hired that day. If she wanted to find the person who threatened
her, she must look for clues from them.
"Kelly? What are you doing standing there? Come down."
Anastasia looked at her with suspicious eyes. Kelly couldn't resist. She twitched her lips as she went downstairs. Nevertheless, she didn't get close to Anastasia but sat on the sofa far away. Anastasia didn't say anything as she saw it. She remembered Rose's words-her top priority was to find
out how Oliver fell that day.
"I've seen the surveillance just now, but there's no surveillance in the backyard. If any of you saw anything, please tell the truth. The Young family will offer a huge reward."
She offered a monetary reward as a temptation. The Young family would never break their promise of giving a reward. However, they didn't see anything, and they didn't dare to lie at all. When Anastasia asked this question, Kelly, on the sofa became even more nervous. When those people lowered their heads and remained silent for a long time, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. If nobody saw it, it must be that man. Thinking of what happened in the past few days, a chill lingered in
her heart.
When she saw the surveillance of that day playing on the computer on the coffee table in front of the sofa, she couldn't wait to get closer.
Her eyes were locked on the computer screen. After finishing one, she switched to another.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
It was as if she wanted to see the situation in the living room and the front yard that day from 360
degrees a without blind spot, not wanting to let go of any trace.
Anastasia was surprised that she was so serious. Little did she know that she was just looking for a figure in the surveillance cameras.
These days, she didn't have much waking time, but it was enough for her to remember the man's figure. She was sure that she would recognize him once she saw him.
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However, she gradually became disappointed. She couldn't find the figure in the surveillance cameras. How could it be possible?
Seemingly unwilling to give in, after watching the last surveillance video, she started from the first one and watched it again. Nevertheless, she still didn't find emotions gathering in her eyes. "Kelly, what are you looking for?" Anastasia asked as she seemed to realize something.
Kelly was startled. However, this time, she was much calmer than before. In just a moment, she had
restrained her true emotions.
The unwillingness on her face showed just right as she said, "I want to see if there's anyone suspicious who has appeared in the surveillance and is not in the surveillance."
This thought made Anastasia frown as she asked, "Do you think the person is a guest?"
"I don't know."
Kelly shook her head. Despite her words, she seemed to be guiding her to follow her thoughts.
"It could be a guest or anyone. I just don't want to let go of any possibility. Rose said it wasn't her, but she also said that it was her fault. If saw it..."
Anastasia understood her meaning. She stared at her as if thinking about something. After all the trouble, they found nothing.
Anastasia had been competing with Rose these past few days and didn't sleep well. As fatigue hit her, she dismissed everyone.
After Anastasia returned to the room, Kelly also returned to the room. When she left the living room, she frowned slightly as she saw a list of additional staff hired that day. "Are all the people on the list here?" she asked the person in charge.
The person in charge nodded. She seemed to have caught something and was shocked. She took the list and asked the person in charge to send a list of people with photos to her mailbox. After returning to her room, the first thing she did was open the email and screen the people on the list one by one.
However, after excluding them one by one, there's still no one similar to that person.
"Damn it!"
She was so angry that she almost threw away her phone. She was the only one in the room at this time, so she dared to show all her anger.
She resisted throwing her phone away. Suddenly, an unfamiliar call came in. Looking at the last few digits of the number, her hands shook in fright. Then, she dropped the phone to the ground.
The phone rang for a long time, but she didn't dare to answer it. Fortunately, after the call automatically disconnected, the person didn't call again.
Over the night, she was woken up by the phone twice in succession while she was sleeping. It was the same number. That person seemed to be deliberately torturing her.
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She simply turned off her phone. Nevertheless, she couldn't sleep anymore. The figure of that man was in her mind, following her like a shadow.
In the hospital. Early in the morning, Rose came to the ward. Jonathan accompanied her. Even when they were alone, he was not far outside the ward, waiting like a bodyguard.
She rarely spoke these days. Even Finley noticed something strange about her.
"I didn't expect Mrs. Finch to have such a deep affection for Mr. Young Senior. Those who don't know it may think she's his granddaughter."
He looked at her with awe in his eyes. Rose was a person who valued love and justice. Jonathan had good taste.
However, when he thought of something, he couldn't help but complain, "Where's Ms. Kelly from the Young family? I haven't seen her appear once in the past few days. Mr. Finch, where does she go?" He was a little curious. However, when he looked up and saw Jonathan frowning, he knew that he had said too much. He immediately shut up.
Then, he said incoherently, "Mr. Finch, I'm going to prepare some food for Mrs. Finch."
He left in a running manner. Jonathan stood alone at the door and looked at her figure in the ward with solemn eyes. He knew that she had always dared to love and hate. She also valued love and justice. In the past few days, she had put almost all her energy into Oliver. She was a little alienated from him. He told himself that Oliver's condition was still unknown, and it was human nature for her to worry.
However, the look in her eyes occasionally made him have another suspicion in his heart. He had thoughts of temptation several times, but in the end, he gave up the idea because of the worry in his heart
"Mr. Finch..."
The voice was very soft as if it was deliberately suppressed to prevent others from hearing it. However, in the ward, Rose was startled.
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