Chapter 102
The Heiress Strikes Back
102 Abuse
âWatch your mouth. Donât attack Kerry, or I wonât let you off!â
âF*ck! Sharon, let me tell you that if it werenât for you, would I be living such a miserable life now? You b*tch, fight me head-on if you have the guts. I want to see what you can do to me.â
The sound of a slap could be heard through the phone.
âAh-â A miserable cry came through the phone, making Sharon very worried.
âFrancis, let go of me! If you continue to do this, Iâm going to call the police! Let go of me!â Kerryâs voice was trembling with fear. She was even begging humbly, but Francis seemed to be torturing her.
Sharon ignored this clamor and hung up. She then called John.
âUncle John! Thereâs something important that I need you to help me investigate...â Sharon quickly finished speaking. âIâll head out now. Call some brothers to come with me. â
With that, Sharon hung up. She believed that John would definitely be able to track Kerryâs location based on the phone signal just now.
As expected, John sent her the address the moment she got into the car.
Sharon couldnât help but mock this guy for being an idiot. Even when doing such a thing, he didnât choose a more hidden place and instead chose a bar in the downtown area.
At this moment, in a bar named Angelâs Kiss, Francis pulled Kerryâs hair and slammed her against the corner of the marble table. He then opened a bottle of brandy and sneered at her. âArenât you amazing? Arenât you the representative of independent women? Kerry, you have to know that if I want to kill you now, you wonât be able to do anything!â
Kerryâs delicate features were distorted. There were many palm marks on her face, and blood even flowed out of the corner of her mouth.
She was still struggling with all her might. When she heard Francisâs words, her entire body trembled uncontrollably. âIâll give you the money if you want it. Thereâs no need to do such a thing! Arenât you afraid of doing these things in front of Godâs portrait and going to hell after you die?â
Kerry kept praying in her heart that God could save her. I was too stupid. How could I easily believe what these people said about wanting to cooperate...
âIf you dare to touch me, your entire family will pay the price!â
Seeing Kerryâs attitude, Francis was furious. His eyes narrowed, and he slapped her. âStupid b*tch. If you hadnât caused so much trouble, why would I have to go through so much trouble? How dare you still ask me for money? What do I want your money for? I want you to marry me and be my free nanny. Only then can I get the money from our two families and settle this once and for all!â
âFrancis, stop dreaming! I, Kerry, will never marry you even if I die!â Kerry glared fiercely at the man in front of her. How could there be such a person in this world?
Immediately after, she screamed-Kerry was actually slapped to the ground.
Francis opened another bottle of white wine and poured it all on Kerryâs head. Then, he smiled as he raised her chin and lit up the lighter. âWho do you think you are? If youâre not afraid of death, why donât you give it a try? Kerry, Iâm telling you that if you cooperate with me obediently, I can still be gentler with you. If you hurt me, Iâll let you die today!â
Francis picked up the red wine on the table and force-fed Kerry.
âI want to see how capable you are! Come on! Kill me!â
Kerry struggled with all her might. The strong alcohol choked her throat, and tears flowed down. âCough cough... Let go of me!â
âYou should say: Francis, I beg you-please let me go! Iâm a b*tch, and I shouldnât go against your wishes!â
Kerry waved her hands desperately.
Francis looked at her and became even more excited. âPfft! Youâre indeed a b*tch!â
Seeing that Kerry was in a sorry state, he was unwilling to give in.
Francis was about to explode with anger. He kicked Kerry twice before sitting back on the sofa and placing his feet on the table. âTell me, are you stupid? If you had given me the hotel from the start, your life wouldnât be so miserable now. I treated you so well, so tell me what else you are dissatisfied with?â