The Invisible Daughter (Yunice Saunders) novel Chapter 671

Chapter 671 Blood Price

Chapter 671 Blood Price

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While they argued, Shane finally managed to stumble upright, walking toward Yunice with an awkward, twisted gait–like he meant to snuff out her fire.

Yunice glanced at him with a mocking smile, not moving an inch. “You look like one of those zombies. from Plants vs. Zombies. Ugly as hell.”

Her slender neck tilted slightly, eyes sharp and cold. “Wyatt has bodyguards watching over me at all times. Won’t be long before he realizes you people snatched me. I’m really curious–when he walks in and sees the three of us together, whose side will he take?”

Madam Mary immediately brightened, baring her teeth in a cruel smile. “I saved his life, you know. He was only born because of me!

All these years, he’s treated me like a second mother. And you think you can compete with that?”

Yunice casually shoved away the staggering Shane and dropped into the seat beside Madam Mary with languid ease. “Talk too much and you’ll end up slapping yourself in the face.”

She stared at the old woman with cool amusement. “Careful you don’t overplay your hand and ruin the rest of your life.”

The old witch sneered. “He’s in Silverburgh. It’ll take him at least forty minutes to get here. Too far to matter.”

“So you only came to find me while he’s gone?” Yunice said. “How pathetic. Looks like even you know Wyatt won’t help you.”

Madam Mary choked on her reply.

Shane stood hunched over like a castrated court eunuch, glancing at his mother, waiting for orders. What now? Should they really wait for Wyatt?

But he was also terrified Yunice would hit him again. That girl didn’t hold back.

Madam Mary gave him a small nod–permission to use force.

Shane immediately lifted his phone and spoke into it. “Send in two men.”

He couldn’t handle Yunice alone–but what about two? Or five? Or ten?

The door burst open. Two burly men stormed in, faces vicious.

One of them held a white towel–obviously meant to knock someone out.

If she got smothered unconscious, who knew what they’d do to her afterward?

Seeing Yunice’s stiff expression/Madam Mary grinned wickedly.

Young people always thought they had everything figured out.

A sharp tongue meant nothing. Only a vicious hand could survive.

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Chapter 671 Blood Price

As the men stepped forward, Yunice quickly leapt up and flung a chair at them. “Get away from me

Shane smirked from the side. “What happened, Ms. Yunice? You were so fierce before. Scared of just two guys?”

“Relax. You’re Wyatt’s woman–we wouldn’t dare humiliate you. But you do need to be taught a lesson. You hid Madam’s beloved granddaughter, and she lost control in a moment of desperation. Even if Wyatt gets mad, what’s he going to do–scold an old woman? Don’t forget, my mother saved his and his mother’s life. That’s a debt he can never repay.”

Yunice ran around the office twice, but she was eventually trapped between the two men. One pressed down on her shoulder blades, forcing her over the desk in front of the old hag.

She struggled, but couldn’t break free. Strands of her long hair fell across her check.

Madam Mary stared at that beautiful, bewitching face, and jealousy twisted in her chest.

Her eyes dropped to Yunice’s delicate hands. She growled, “Hold her hand down on the desk.”

Yunice’s wrist was pinned. Her fingers were slender and smooth, nearly flawless, her nails glossy like spring onions–clearly well cared for.

But those pretty hands had delivered some brutal slaps.

The old woman’s beady eyes filled with hate. “If you hadn’t seduced him out of nowhere, he’d never have turned his back on the Johnson family.”

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