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 Abigail's 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 you!" Slap! 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 me!" "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, I'll 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. Once they've each had their turn with you, I'll let Karen go."
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