Chapter 214

"It wasn't me, Susan!"

Andrew Lucas' forehead glistened with cold sweat as he desperately gripped Susan Thompson's wrist.

He raised three fingers in solemn oath. "If I harmed our daughter, may lightning strike me dead."

Susan wrenched her hand free.

She believed him. Andrew had always owned his actions, never denying what he'd done.

But the wounds ran too deep.

"It doesn't matter anymore, Mr. Lucas." She pulled out her phone. "Move. I'm calling the police."

"Bella Quinn?" Andrew's pupils constricted. "What happened to her?"

Susan bit her lip. "Bruce Bowman took her."

Andrew immediately dialed a number. "Locate Michelle Thompson's hospital."

Ten minutes later, the tracker pinpointed Johnson Private Hospital.

Inside the VIP suite, Michelle Thompson lay weakly against the pillows.

When Bruce dragged Bella in, Michelle suddenly convulsed violently.

"Stay away... please spare my baby..."

Bella sneered. "Enough theatrics, Michelle."

"Bella..." Tears streamed down Michelle's face. "I'm already crippled. Why won't you stop tormenting me?"

"Shut up!" Bella snapped. "You framed me for rape, scarred my face, and now blame me for your miscarriage?"

Bruce suddenly choked her. "Michelle saved me during the earthquake!"

Bella laughed bitterly. "You're blind in every way, Bruce."

Two black-suited bodyguards entered carrying a bowl the size of a coconut.

"Since you enjoy force-feeding medicine," Bruce released her, "today you'll drink your fill."

Bella turned to flee but was brutally forced into a chair.

"Let go!" She struggled wildly. "I didn't harm her!"

Bitter liquid poured down her throat, the burning pain darkening her vision.

Bruce watched coldly. "Last chance. Confess."

Bella spat out bloodied dregs, her lips curling in mockery.

"Confess to your fabricated crime? Never."