Chapter 7

I worked hard to recover, and once I was discharged from the hospital, Oliver couldn't wait to bring me back to the estate on the cliffs.

Rosina and her three lackeys were dragged out from the basement.

"Olivia, I'll make sure they pay for everything they've done to you. Just don't be angry with me, okay?" Oliver said, his voice full of regret.

I focused my gaze on Rosina, hatred rising in my chest.

For the past half-month in the basement, they hadn't been fed or given water, tied up like animals.

Now, they were filthy, stinking horribly.

As soon as Rosina saw me and Oliver, she trembled in fear, groveling and begging for mercy.

"Mr. Falcone, Mrs. Falcone, I know I was wrong. Please, just vent your anger on me and let me go!"

Her lackeys immediately tried to distance themselves. "We didn't want any of this. We were just fooled by Rosina. Please don't blame us!"

"Yes, yes! It's Rosina who led us astray. Please just let us go…"