Revenge with Her Quadruplets

Chapter 98 Break Her Hand

Chapter 98 Break Her Hand

Timothy was momentarily choked by his words, knowing that as Sebastian's assistant, Easton didn't lack this money.

But his daughter was the apple of his eye. How could he let Easton take her away? His son was abroad and couldn't be of help.

"Mr. Hunter, Caroline was just for fun, and you really don't need to take it to heart..."

"Mr. Ryker, I think you know how serious this is. It's Mr. Moore's wife that they wanted to destroy." Easton sullenly interrupted him.

Timothy was an elder and couldn't maintain his expression after being yelled at by Easton.

Easton ordered the bodyguards to take Caroline away.

Caroline looked at her father in horror and begged, "Dad, save me, go find Mike."

"Okay, okay, Callie, don't worry. I'll go find him." Timothy gave her a reassuring look, but he was somewhat uneasy in his heart. Would Michael really save Caroline? Michael himself was also afraid of Sebastian. But no matter what, he wouldn't allow anything bad to happen to his daughter.

Easton gave a cold smile. Michael might not dare to come.

But he should thank the person who leaked the video tonight. If it weren't for that person, he'd have been the scapegoat. He had been working for Mr. Moore for so many years. He had been resourceful and powerful and had never been treated like this before.

The lemon water had gotten into his eyes, which were stinging and uncomfortable. His eyes were still a bit swollen now. And all this was owing to Caroline. It was the first time he had been called a fool by Mr. Moore. He felt very upset.

Eleanor had eaten something salty in the evening, and when she woke up, she went downstairs to drink water. Just as she took a sip, she heard a sobbing sound.

She curiously left the kitchen and saw Easton coming in with two bodyguards, who were dragging Caroline.

Caroline also saw Eleanor and glared at her hatefully. It was because of this woman that she was brought here.

Eleanor met her hateful gaze and her face suddenly darkened.

As an adult, didn't she know what she was doing? But blaming others for her own actions was Caroline's nature.

Easton looked at Eleanor and respectfully greeted her with a smile, "Mrs. Moore, haven't you slept yet?"

"I'm about to go upstairs to rest."

"Oh!" Easton looked at Eleanor, who was dressed in a white short top and shorts. Eleanor was in good shape. Her long legs were especially seductive.

Easton didn't dare to look at Eleanor more and asked her to go ahead with a smile.

Eleanor didn't spare Caroline another glance. Caroline also had her moments of humiliation.

In the presence of power, Caroline was as humble as a dog!

Caroline watched Eleanor's back. Her proud posture was very similar to that Eleanor. But that Eleanor was always submissive, as humble as a slave, while this Eleanor was as proud as a spoiled princess.

Caroline was busy thinking about other things and forgot about her own situation.

It wasn't until she was in the study that she realized she had been brought to a place where ordinary people didn't dare to tread.

Sebastian was sitting inside, his face as cold as ice, and his terrifying aura could be felt from a distance.

Caroline suddenly came back to her senses, shivering and crying softly.

Eleanor passed by the study and noticed Sebastian's grim face, but she didn't enter, intending to head straight back to her room to sleep.

"Come in."

Before Eleanor even passed the door, she heard Sebastian's cold voice.

Eleanor paused, stepped aside, and let Easton and the others enter first.

However, Easton understood Sebastian's intention. "Mrs. Moore, Mr. Moore is asking you to come in."

"Oh!"

She walked a few steps, somewhat puzzled. Why did she need to come in?

She didn't want to see Caroline's ugly face. Caroline was too cunning, and she felt disgusted.

But since she was already here, she might as well watch the show before going back to sleep. After a good sleep, she was feeling much better.

Sebastian looked at her in her short top and shorts, and his face darkened even more. Her legs were perfect and tantalizing!

Sebastian called the maid on duty. "Bring some clothes up for Mrs. Moore."

Eleanor was taken aback. The weather was hot, and she just wanted to dress comfortably.

But she felt uncomfortable, seeing the men in the room glancing at her.

Soon, the maid brought up some clothes, and Eleanor went into the inner room to change.

Although she didn't understand Sebastian's intentions, obeying him would improve his mood, and when Sebastian was in a good mood, her life would be better.

Sebastian looked at her as she came out in a long-sleeved shirt and pants, and his mood improved a lot.

Only then did Sebastian let Easton bring Caroline in.

Easton, standing at the door, looked at Sebastian's face, feeling like a huge bomb had dropped on his head.

Did Mr. Moore fall in love with Eleanor?

Ah! Finally, this day did come.

He had originally thought that Mr. Moore would marry Cecilia. After all, over the years, Cecilia was the only woman who could get close to him. But two years ago, for some unknown reason, Mr. Moore suddenly sent Cecilia away.

"Mr. Moore, how should we punish her?" Easton asked.

"Break her hand first."

His cold voice scared Caroline. She instantly knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

"Mr. Moore, please, don't break my hand. I'm a designer, please." Caroline cried for mercy, and her tear-stained face was very pitiful.

Eleanor looked at Caroline, somewhat incredulous. Caroline, a proud woman, actually kneeled voluntarily. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"You deserve it. Do!"

Sebastian gave the ruthless order.

"Ah..." Caroline's heart-wrenching scream came instantly.

Eleanor couldn't help but shiver. Sebastian was really more ruthless than the rumor had it. He was so terrifying.

"Ah... howl howl howl..." Caroline's hand was forcibly broken, and the pain almost made her faint.

But none of the people present sympathized with her.

Michael was still downstairs when he heard Caroline's heart-wrenching scream. He trembled, but still quickly went upstairs with a gloomy face.

"Uncle Sebastian." Michael entered and picked up Caroline with his intact hand.

"Mike, it hurts, it hurts so much." She had never been in so much pain before. Her whole body was trembling, and her broken left hand was too painful as if it was cut open with a knife and something

was drilling inside.

Eleanor watched her scream in pain, her lips curling coldly.

Compared to her pain back then, Caroline's was nothing.

Was she unable to bear this little pain?

Eleanor couldn't help but taunt, "You can't bear this little pain, yet dared to do something bad?"

Caroline looked at Eleanor with resentment. She hadn't forgotten how dazzling this woman had been at the banquet like a queen.

She had never felt inferior before. But she developed a strong sense of inferiority in front of Eleanor.

Michael also looked at Eleanor coldly. "Shut up, is it your place to speak here?"

Eleanor slowly walked up to him and raised her hand. Then the next second, a resounding slap landed on Michael's face.