Chapter 763: Chapter 763

Chapter 763:

Hale lifted his hand again and slapped Lindsay’s other cheek, a look of satisfaction crossing his face.

“Nice. Now, it’s symmetrical.”

Lindsay was utterly dumbfounded by his words. Was she now merely a puppet for this man to strike whenever he pleased? She looked blankly at him, her lips parting as if to speak, but fear choked her words.

In the end, all she could manage to say was, “As long as you’re happy…” She feared provoking him could condemn her to perish in prison.

After giving Lindsay a lesson, Hale collected his emotions, his expression stern as he focused on her.

“Do you still seek revenge?”

Lindsay shook uncontrollably as if his words had touched a raw nerve. Why would he ask that? Did he know she intended to kill him once freed from prison? No, that couldn’t be! She quickly shook off the horrifying thought.

If he was unaware of her actual plans, then the only possible target for her vengeance must be Harlee! Lindsay quickly declared, “Yes, Harlee has wronged me deeply. I must make her suffer!”

“Is that so?” Hale stared at her with a cold expression.

“I don’t think your hatred is strong enough.”

Lindsay’s heart raced, her body shaking uncontrollably as she spoke, her voice cold but steady.

“Harlee landed me in prison and robbed me of my parents’ and Rhys’ affection. I dream of seeing her suffer immensely.”

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Hale observed Lindsay, noting her determination, yet remained silent. Words alone were insufficient. To truly instill deep hatred for Harlee and to fully utilize Lindsay, there was only one way…

“I believe you, for the time being,” Hale said in a cold tone.

“You’ve been locked up for so long. You must miss the freedom of the outside world. I’ve arranged for you to enjoy three hours of liberty. Use it wisely.”

With that, Hale forcefully slapped her shoulder.

“Don’t even think about running away. If you cause me trouble, I’ll ensure your end is more horrifying than being skinned alive.

Got it?”

A wave of fear surged through Lindsay’s heart. She was acutely aware that Hale would follow through on his threats.

Trying to calm her fear, she nodded submissively and said, “Understood. Thank you for granting me this brief taste of freedom.”

She wouldn’t run. She would become the most compliant tool Hale had, biding her time until she could turn the tables on him. She had once been the adored daughter of the Morgan family, used to wielding threats, not receiving them.

Hale observed her, his lips curling into a slight smile.

“Good.

Go on.”

A flicker of confusion passed through Lindsay’s eyes. She couldn’t imagine why Hale insisted on letting her out. She opened her mouth as if to say she didn’t want to leave, but then she recalled his earlier threat. She shuddered, her hands subconsciously touching her face.

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