Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 294

The officer had clearly lost any semblance of sympathy for the Zade family mother and son.

Sometimes, the prisoners locked up in jail were essentially just deprived of freedom. For some, the loss of freedom paled in comparison to the agony of survival in the outside world.

At least in jail, they didn’t have to worry about making ends meet. But outside, the suffering they endured could make them wish they were dead instead.

Moreover, in their current state, they were no longer a threat to society nor a harm to others.

Soon enough, Miranda was led to where Arabella was being held. The officer gave a nod and dismissed the others.

Arabella was a wreck, her whole appearance was a testament to the horrors she had been through—like she'd endured electrocution, beatings, and psychological torment.

In such a short time, she seemed like a completely different person. Huddled in a corner, her hair disheveled, her eyes reflecting fear, she trembled incessantly.

The officer had mentioned earlier that Arabella was found locked up with pigs. That place was filled with nothing but pig filth and troughs.

By the time they arrived, Arabella had been starving for days, deliriously fighting with pigs for scraps.

As the officer spoke, he had furrowed his brows, seemingly unable to comprehend why Arabella had been subjected to such cruelty. He even suspected that the one holding Arabella captive, Dorian, was a deranged individual.

Miranda listened, a bit taken aback. She hadn't expected Dorian to actually make Arabella eat pig slop. It confirmed the officer’s words—Dorian was indeed deranged.

What kind of normal person would do such a thing? She speculated that Dorian must have been triggered, leading to his mental breakdown.

Besides her own provocations, what truly shattered him was probably the events involving Sunny.

“Seeing you in this pitiful state, I feel relieved,” Miranda got straight to the point.

There was a glass partition between her and Arabella, but an opening allowed them to converse clearly, preventing any physical contact.

Arabella looked up, her eyes bloodshot as she recognized Miranda.

Miranda thought to herself, as expected, though Dorian was the mastermind, the others chose to turn a blind eye. They all tacitly allowed Dorian to harm Arabella. Typical family loyalty, she mused sarcastically.

“Smartened up, have you?” Miranda remarked.

But Arabella kept repeating the same phrases, seemingly oblivious to Miranda’s words.

“Trying to feign insanity to escape justice, gotta admit, your brain's working a bit better now.” Miranda’s words finally elicited a reaction from Arabella, though she remained motionless. Miranda took a couple of steps forward, looking condescending as she stared at her.

“Even if you truly are insane, I won’t let you live in your little world. Living in a haze would be too easy. Staying awake and suffering is what you deserve.”

Arabella glared intensely at her, fear flickering in her eyes.

Moments later, Miranda walked away, while Arabella curled up on the ground, something glinting on Arabella's head—a silver needle. But soon it vanished, disappearing completely into her scalp.

Arabella didn’t know what had happened, but a wave of terror swept through her mind, driving her to the corner. For her, the painful memories and soul-crushing images stabbed at her mind like daggers, one after another.