Chapter 12 Avenging Her
Waverly affectionately wrapped her arms around Casimir’s, calling out sweetly. “Caz, it’s been a while since we’ve been on a date. There’s a new movie out; maybe we could-
Casimir interrupted. “I’m not free lately.”
“Don’t you have time in the evening? Watching a movie won’t take up much time.”
“I just took on a new project, so I’ll be working late almost every night. Be good. I’ll spend time with you
Without a hint of emotion, Casimir quietly withdrew his arm.
Waverly couldn’t help but tear up.
“Caz, is it that you don’t like me anymore and have instead fallen for Raylee?”
when I can.”
Instead of giving a direct response, Casimir reassured her, “I will marry you. You were always the one I was engaged to; it’s just that we missed eighteen years of our lives together. Anyway, I have some things to attend to, so I’ll be off now. Silly, don’t let your imagination run wild.”
Watching the retreating figure of Casimir, jealousy and anger roiled intensely in Waverly’s eyes.
Four years ago, she, a simple country girl, had returned to the Goodridge family.
At that time, she was rather plump and plain, devoid of any particular talents.
Hence, she was quite insecure, always feeling as if she wasn’t good enough for Casimir.
After several years of meticulous care, her condition had significantly improved.
She had honed her talents and undergone aesthetic medicine treatments that had her blossoming into a captivating beauty. How could Casimir possibly overlook her?
This is all because of Raylee! Why on earth did she have to come back alive….
Raylee stayed by Vera’s side at the hospital until nightfall. Only then did she return to her job at the bar.
Worried about her injuries, Samuel made his way to the bar.
“Oh no, there’s an incident in the changing room! It seems like one of the new hires is being assaulted!”
“The one who threw the punch is the top dog from the prison. I heard she just got out of Jexburgh Women’s Prison not too long ago!”
“As a prison bully, she’s sure to be ruthless. I reckon she’ll beat the poor girl to death!”
Upon hearing this, Samuel became incredibly anxious and quickly pulled aside a server to ask for the location of the changing room.
After swiftly locating the changing room, he heard screams emanating from within.
It was Raylee!
She was a new hire, and that voice sounded just like hers too!
The prison bully and she both came from Jexburgh Women’s Prison. They must have crossed paths, and the prison bully refused to let her off the hook!
At the thought of Raylee being bullied in prison and continuing to face harassment after her release, he wished he could eliminate everyone who had ever bullied her!
Samuel was about to rush in to save Raylee but was stopped by the woman guarding the door. “Boss is teaching that pathetic
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“Get lost!” Samuel warned with a harsh tone.
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The woman guarding the door snorted. “Oh? What kind of circles are you running in? You’re quite audacious, aren’t you! Our boss is the top dog in prison, so you’d better scram now. If you offend her, she’ll make sure you regret it!”
At this moment, Samuel’s anger had reached its peak.
He grabbed the woman’s arm and flung her against the opposite wall.
Right then and there, the sound of bones breaking was heard.
With no more obstacles in his way, he stormed into the changing room, fuming with anger.
What greeted him was the sight of a woman, large and imposing, her skin adorned with a tattoo of a blue dragon. She was tormenting a frail, petite woman.
The petite woman’s drenched long hair obscured her features.
Even though he couldn’t clearly see her face, Samuel was certain that the person being bullied was Raylee!
The prison bully used her smoldering cigarette to burn the face of the pitiful woman.
At the same time, she was holding a kettle and pouring the boiling water inside onto the
The petite woman let out piercing screams of agony,
“Hahaha!”
The prison bully laughed, the sound wild and exhilarated.
poor woman.
Samuel steadily advanced, the anger blazing in his eyes so potent it was as though it could set someone on fire.
He firmly grasped the prison bully’s hair,
He dragged her behind him as if she were nothing more than a lifeless hound, then raised his foot and ruthlessly stomped on her stomach!
Pfft!
The prison bully spat out two mouthfuls of fresh blood on the spot.
Her face was twisted in agony, its color resembling that of a tomato due to the extreme pain. She let out a shrill scream, her voice filled with both resentment and confusion as she asked, “Who are you? I don’t recognize you at all!”
“I’m Raylee Goodridge’s older brother. Hmph, you dare bully Raylee? You’re practically asking for trouble!”
Samuel’s eyes were locked onto the face of the prison bully, anger flickering within them. He spoke through gritted teeth, each word carefully enunciated.
With that, he moved toward the tormented woman, intending to lift her up.
Hold on.
From up close, he finally noticed a large black birthmark on the woman’s forehead
Brushing away the strands of hair from the woman’s face, it was then he realized that it wasn’t Raylee at all!
He had been mistaken!
Samuel felt a mix of relief and helplessness deep within.
The prison bully opened her mouth and asked in surprise, “Raylee Goodridge? Are you referring to the same Raylee who served time in the women’s prison?”
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“How could I not know her? We shared a dorm room!”
“Was this how you usually treated her?”
Faced with the interrogation, the prison bully dared not speak.
Samuel took immediate action, roughly grabbing the prison bully and slamming her onto the table.
The prison bully felt as if her insides had been thoroughly shaken, the pain turning her face deathly pale.
“Tell me, how did you usually treat her?” Samuel’s handsome face was tightly drawn.
The prison bully was in such agony that she didn’t dare to hide the truth.
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“That wimp was as powerless as a newborn kitten. It was quite amusing to bully her at first. Eventually, just a lift of my hand would scare her stiff! There was no fun in it after that.”
“So when you tormented her, it was the same as now. You’d burn her with cigarette butts, force her head under water, scald her with boiling water, beat her at your whim….”
As Samuel spoke, his anger escalated. With each word, he landed another blow, cursing, “D“mn it, I’ll end you!”
The prison bully, on the brink of death, issued a threat. “I’m a relative by marriage of the Lorimer family from Jexburgh. If you dare to kill me, the Lorimer family won’t let you off the hook!”
A relative of the Lorimer family?
Upon hearing those words, Samuel, having not completely lost his sanity, ceased his actions
Taking advantage of the situation, the prison bully mustered all her strength to rise. She hobbled and limped as she made her
escape.
Outside, a woman in a Chanel dress and meticulous makeup, her features radiating charm, had just emerged from the
restroom.
When the prison bully saw her, it was as if she’d seen her savior. “Ms. Layla, save me!”
“You are…” Layla Lorimer stared at the prison bully, whose mouth was filled with blood, and was momentarily unable to recognize her.
The prison bully immediately introduced herself. “I’m Wanda Stokes, the daughter of Ms. Tiffany Lorimer’s mother’s cousin. Someone’s trying to kill me; you have to save me!”
Layla had an idea of who Wanda was, a maternal relative who used the Lorimer family’s influence to ride roughshod over people.
She wasn’t too keen on engaging with Wanda, given that she and Tiffany were half–sisters, sharing the same father but different mothers.
Tiffany’s maternal relatives had no connection to her whatsoever.
However, when she saw Samuel rushing out of the changing room, she was stunned on the spot!
“Ms. Layla, he’s the one trying to kill me!” Wanda pleaded, hiding behind Layla as if she were her lifeline.
“Layla? What are you doing here?” Samuel recognized Layla instantly.
“Samuel… Long time no see.”
Layla stared intently at him, her eyes clear as glass, reflecting his image back to him.
We… haven’t seen each other for about five years, right?
Samuel’s handsome face, originally twisted in anger, now bore a touch of bewilderment.
