CHAPTER 303: THE TRUTH BACK THEN 3

These mammies just came so fast, stuffed cloths in her mouth and dragged her outside where she was tied to a four-way pillar with ropes.

She wasn't even given time to explain or defend herself. Everyone was looking at her with disdain and some were mocking her.

"Tsk, tsk. With such a skinny body, what does she want to do with the masters? Stab them to death?"

It was so painful to listen to, she could only cry and looked pleadingly to the mistress. Her eyes darted around and found someone who could save her but that person looked away and the girl aggrievedly cried inwardly, 'Foster mother, why are you not saving me? I didn't do what they are accusing me of!'

She wanted to plead for herself desperately, but alas it was futile, and the flogging began.

Bam.

Bam.

Bam.

Each flog was so strong, filled with strength and a determination to leave her either crippled or dead.