Wynter resisted.

"Where are you taking me to..."

Before she could finish, her mouth was gagged.

"Hmm..."

Her lips parted, attempting to utter a word. Yet only soft murmurs slipped out.

They hit the road.

In no time, they arrived at a villa.

The villa was Isaac's gift to Camila when he mistakenly believed she had passed away.

There were many good things for Wynter.

Her demise was not meant to be swift.

He was adamant on making her suffer before her eventual end.

Their destination reached.

The subordinates roughly tossed Wynter onto the ground!

In disarray, Wynter was sprawled on her belly, akin to a discarded hound!

The lifeless body lay still inside the villa.

The mourning hall still stood.

A dreary atmosphere loomed over the entire villa.

Fear gripped Wynter.

She wanted to convince Isaac that his son's life was her leverage and he couldn't harm her.

But words failed her.