Sure enough, before long, Yolanda was hauled into a dimly lit back room.
Romeo had arrived with his crew in tow.
There, Yolanda sat like a forsaken pup, lifting her tear-streaked eyes to face the man she once dreamed of marrying. A wave of bitter regret and tumultuous emotions washed over her.
Two of Romeo’s goons held her arms firmly, while a third force-fed her a bottle of some vile concoction.
Despite Yolanda’s frantic struggles, the liquid poured down her throat.
"You had Rose drink this, and as her fiancé, I’ll let you get a taste of your own medicine," Romeo’s thin lips parted, his voice cold and merciless. "Yours comes with a double dose."
Blood spilled from Yolanda’s lips.
It felt as though invisible fists were tearing her insides apart. She hadn’t expected the poison to act so fast; in moments, her entire body was wracked with unbearable pain.
Romeo watched her transition from struggling in agony to desperately begging for mercy. His handsome face remained impassive throughout.
Before Yolanda could even crawl to his feet, one of his men kicked her aside. No matter how many times she tried, she was relentlessly shoved away.
"Please, give me the antidote." Yolanda knew there had to be one. How else could Rosemary have survived?
With a slight nod from Romeo, a henchman produced a small clear vial.
Romeo glanced down with detached eyes and spoke without a hint of sympathy, "If you want it, kneel and bow your head fifty times."
Yolanda knew Romeo’s demand was a way to avenge Rosemary.
This act of submission was for Rosemary.
Her forehead bled from the effort, and the torment of the poison made her appear less than human,disheveled and wild.
In agony, she crawled after it, finally managing to pry the cap off. She gulped down the medicine and,after an agonizing wait, felt the sweet relief of life returning to her veins.
"This is just the beginning," Romeo said, signaling his men. They poured another dose of poison into Yolanda’s mouth.
Romeo stood up and left, and Yolanda wanted to plead for mercy, but before she could utter a sound, the effects of the drug once again tormented her to the brink of death.
For the next twenty-four hours, Romeo’s goons put her through hell.
The following day, she was jolted awake by a splash of saltwater, the sting of it searing through the wounds Rosemary had inflicted, almost causing her to pass out from the pain.
"You assault my servant, kidnap my daughter’s friend, and attempt to poison my little girl. Today, I’m going to get even for them," Louisa snarled, dragging Yolanda before her and slapping her across the face repeatedly.
Yolanda’s ears rang from the blows, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and she felt like a fish on a chopping block, helplessly awaiting her fate. Now, she didn’t dare hope for Louisa’s mercy-she just wanted this torture to end. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
When Louisa grew tired, someone brought over a chair for her to rest. Kenneth massaged her hands and instructed his men to "get creative." The henchmen took out all the needles Louisa had asked them to bring and started jabbing them into Yolanda’s hands and feet.
Some aimed for her wounds, making Yolanda scream in agony, fainting multiple times only to be revived by saltwater, enduring a vicious cycle of torment.
"A vile creature like you doesn’t deserve to live in this world." Just thinking about her precious daughter coming home covered in blood in Romeo’s arms, Louisa felt Yolanda’s suffering was far too light.
It wasn’t until Yolanda was hanging by a thread that Louisa stood up, her high heels crushing down on Yolanda’s hand.
"Ah." Yolanda’s whole body trembled with pain, her vision darkening as she nearly lost consciousness.
"Don’t worry, I won’t let you die easily!" Louisa hissed the words and left with her entourage.
Time lost meaning as Rosemary’s brothers arrived and Yolanda lingered in agony, while from the small, dark room, cries of sheer horror periodically escaped.



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