On the spot, I was repeatedly pushed underwater by Vivienne's men, nearly drowning.
Wylie, however, pleaded for mercy on my behalf, saying he would forgive me if I agreed to be his assistant.
I had no chance to refuse and was thrown like cargo into his riverside mansion.
Within days, he killed me under the guise of a grand illusion trick.
But Vivienne doesn't believe any of this.
A muffled cry snaps me back to reality.
It's the mute man.
He's desperately trying to protect my mom, attempting to untie the ropes binding her.
"So that's why this mute was willing to help with the hocus-pocus act, he's my mom's lover."
"But he's still willing to go down on her, truly the scum of the earth!"
I clench my fists, never imagining Vivienne could fabricate such disgusting lies out of thin air.
"You loose-assed bitch!"
"May you two dogs die a horrible death!"
My mom curses loudly through her swollen eyes.
Tears well up in my eyes too.