"Tiffany!"
Gem Atkinson actually left her on the cliff edge?
Was it unintentional?
Or was it deliberate?
Julius Mamet frantically ran to Tiffany Mamet's side, squatted down, and scooped her up in his arms.
Tiffany Mamet's body was covered in wounds, with bones in her hands and feet fractured to varying degrees. She resembled a doll being manipulated by a careless child, devoid of any bone structure.
This was the most disheveled state he had ever seen his sister in. As Julius Mamet felt heartache for her, he was also cautiously and gently shaking her, "Tiffany, Tiffany."
Tiffany Mamet, in extreme pain all over her body, heard the familiar voice, opened her eyes, and weakly, joyfully, with a choked voice, called out, "Brother."
"Tiffany, it's good that you're alive, it's good that you're alive."
"Brother," Tiffany Mamet's voice was filled with grievances, and with tears in her eyes, she said, "Brother, I know everything now, he has such a cruel heart, so cruel."