Then she’d be locked up, tormented every day in new and creative ways.
Only when she was barely clinging to life—just a breath away from death—would they finally toss her out to be fed to the dogs.
But Shana had argued that for someone as tough as Sabrina, such methods just didn’t feel satisfying enough.
That’s when Shana came up with something even more vicious: punishment by boiling oil.
First, they’d destroy her face—let her see her own ugliness reflected back at her and force her to endure unimaginable psychological torment.
To her credit, that foolish woman could actually think on her feet when the stakes were high. She wasn’t entirely useless, after all.
“If I refuse?” Sabrina’s icy gaze swept across the room.
The look alone was enough to make Hector’s excitement nearly uncontrollable.
She was angry. She was furious.
The real show was about to begin.
“I told you, if you don’t cooperate, I’ll just have to start with them. Let go!” He lifted his hand with a flick.
Immediately, the two burly men standing at either end of the pillar released the ropes tied around it.
In an instant—
Jenna and Lennox, who’d been dangling high above, suddenly felt themselves plummeting downward.
The steaming, bubbling cauldron below drew ever closer.
Terror seized them. They couldn’t help but scream at the top of their lungs.
“Wait!” a frantic voice called out.
The two bodyguards froze, halting the ropes at once.
Now Jenna and Lennox hung less than a yard above the scalding oil; one slip, and they’d fall in.
“All right, I’ll do as you say. Just let them go.”
Sabrina’s face was taut, her eyes tinged red—proof of her near-breaking point just moments before.
Off to the side, Stella gave Sabrina a subtle nod.
The stud in Stella’s ear was actually a pinhole camera.
Bryce was watching everything from afar, seeing it all unfold in real time.
He was already in contact with the police, urging them to move quickly and rescue the hostages.
“Oh, look at that! I brought them down like I promised. But I never said I’d let them go.”
He then shouted toward Aaron, who was kneeling on the ground.
“You do it. Toss them into the oil yourself.”
Only then did Sabrina realize the man on his knees was Aaron.
“Hector, you’re not just stupid—you’re also a liar. There’s nothing left for us to discuss.”
With that, the ropes around her wrists somehow slipped loose.
Stella rushed forward, grabbing Jenna and Lennox, and the four of them grouped together.
Hector watched her, unbothered. He knew she wouldn’t escape tonight; he might as well play along.
“How about I let my men have a go at you first? Let’s see how tough you really are.”
He waved his hand.
Ten hulking men brandishing axes stepped forward, glaring menacingly.
“Go ahead. Attack those two. I want her to choose—she can only save one.”

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