Meanwhile, inside the Aurous Hill Detention Center.


    ine sat helplessly as she watched the other inmates finish their lunch. Among them, Gena devoured both of her meal sets, and the sight pierced ine’s heart like a dagger. It was a painful scene that she could hardly bear.


    Having not eaten for over 24 hours, ine was battered and forced to endure a night in the frigid, damp toilet. Dizziness from hunger threatened to overwhelm her, and she felt on the brink of copse.


    Despite her suffering, she dared not voice herints; doing so would only provoke Gena’s wrath and lead to more beatings.


    Lady Wilson, with her small appetite, was satisfied after just half of the rice portion from her lunch box.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    With a leisurely pace, she approached ine, waving the leftover lunch box in front of her with a grin. “Hey, you’ve gone without food for a night and a day. Are you hungry? That must be tough, right? Want to have a couple of bites?”


    ine looked at the elderly woman, hope flickering in her eyes as she asked cautiously, “Really? Mom, are you actually letting me eat it?”


    Lady Wilson nodded with a sense of superiority. “Yes, it pains me to see you starve like this. Here, take it, as long as you don’t think my food is dirty.”


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    She didn’t care about the food’s cleanliness; she would dly eat it as long as it wasn’t off the floor.


    With trembling arms, she reached out for the lunch box, expressing her gratitude, “Thank you, Mom, thank you!”


    But just as her fingertips brushed the box, Lady Wilson upended the leftovers onto ine’s head.


    With a malevolent re, Lady Wilson sneered, “You don’t find me dirty, but I consider you filthy! Do you honestly think you deserve to eat my leftovers, you shameless wretch?! I’d sooner toss it out or feed it to the dogs than give it to you!”


    Confusion washed over ine as she blinked, rice and vegetables dripping down her hair. Despair overtook her as she cried out, “How much longer will you torment me? I’m already suffering so much. Why can’t you just let me go? Sure, we haven’t had the best rtionship for decades, but have I ever harmed you? Have I everid a finger on you? Why do you do this? You want me to die, don’t you?!”


    Lady Wilson scoffed derisively. “Do you really think I should respond to violence with violence? If you had been humble and polite to me, had invited me into the Thompson First vi, do you honestly believe I would treat you this way?”


    ine sobbed, “I’m sorry, Mom, I truly am! Please, if I ever get a chance to leave this ce, I’lle pick you up in the most luxurious limousine and prepare the finest room for you at Thompson First.”


    She continued, “I wrote you a letter, remember? After your 15-day detention ends, take the letter to ire; she’ll arrange the room for you! You could enjoy a wonderful life at Thompson First! Why do you want to torment me now?”


    Lady Wilson ground her teeth in frustration. She struck ine’s head hard with the aluminum lunch box, growling, “Why would I want to torment you? Believe me, I wish I could kill you right now! I wouldn’t feel satisfied even if I killed you and skinned you alive! I’ve lived a life of luxury andfort—when have I ever endured such humiliation? This is all because of you! Do you think I would ever show you mercy?”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>