Marina's body was working fine bar one—she couldn't control her legs. "What did you do to me?"
"Try walking backward."
They could move when she was retreating, but they stopped whenever she was heading for the gates.
"I've set your mobility strictly within the Carlton residence. Ms. Fordham is a genius indeed. She resolved a big problem of mine."
Although Marina had known that Olivia would never let her go that easily, she hadn't expected Olivia to take it this far.
Olivia gave Marina freedom yet caged her in the house at the same time.
It was late at night by the time Olivia arrived at the Heath residence.
She was tired from performing such a surgery—which needed a few hands—all alone.
Not only did it take a toll on her body, but also on her mentality.
In fact, attaching a prosthetic leg wasn't her forte, so it was more tiring than usual surgeries.
She fell into a deep sleep as soon as she flopped in bed.
Since there were people taking care of Molly, there shouldn't be any issue.
On that snowy night, a lifeless Krystal sat by her bed, looking as haggard as a ghost.
After she murdered Lisa, Krystal was confined in her room, and the Heaths never visited her.
As though cast to oblivion, no one cared about her anymore.
Although the ingredients for her meals were fresh, they were simple, like noodles and bread.
It was bearable, but it couldn't be compared to her previous lavish life.
Dinner was served. The food had gone cold.
The dim light reflected in the soup, and the night was solemn. In the past, her family would've been worried about her for staying up at this hour.
Tatiana would share her articles about young girls dying early due to lack of sleep.
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