Chapter 57
It was only the first whip and Amelia’s clothes were already ripped apart as fresh blood oozed out of her fair skin.
Her face contorted in pain and anguish, but she never gave out. “Not me! It really wasn’t me! Charmine framed me!”
Hobson shook his head helplessly. Amelia was too hard-headed; he had no choice but to continue the whipping.
Fwoop! Fwoop! Fwoop!
In the end, Amelia’s flesh was lacerated as her back was all bloodied. She slowly succumbed to her wounds, yet she managed to utter one last sentence, “It really…really wasn’t me.” She passed out right after.
Overwhelmed with rage, Drake sternly ordered, “Come and get this liar out of my sight. Without my permission, she has no right to leave the mansion for the next three months!”
Three months?
Amelia was grounded for three months?
“Dad, she’s a popular model! If she doesn’t leave the house, her popularity will disappear…!” Lily called out as she carried Amelia.
“After making such a fool out of herself in the p
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