Mr. Pratap Sanjaya is dead!"

Mr. Pratap Sanjaya slams his whip into the air. The blaring sound of the whip frightens Brenda.

Mr. Pratap Sanjaya grabbed Brenda's hair, threw Brenda's body on the bed.

Mr. Pratap Sanjaya looked at Brenda sharply. He was surprised to realize that Brenda's face resembled her mother, Rachel Sanjaya.

"Uncle... P-Pratap...!" Brenda's face was pale.

"Want to jump?! Go ahead if you want to be dog food!" Mr. Pratap Sanjaya smirked coldly.

Brenda was surprised, she just realized that the dog under the window had been barking.

Cold sweat dripped down Brenda's back, so on her face. Brenda's pale face was wet with sweat and tears

She saw the tip of Mr. Pratap Sanjaya's whip which was wet and blood red.

"Oh my God... Uncle Pratap... torturing mother again...!"_ Brenda's heart was broken, suffering, and terrified. This old man in front of him was not human. He's a heartless beast-man.

Mr. Pratap Sanjaya shakes his whip.