Chapter 471

Esther worried about Felix's health. Before she fully understood Agatha's words, she saw Agatha holding a golden needle. In an instant, Agatha pressed it into a pressure point on Bradley's head. "Grandma Foster!" Esther exclaimed. Agatha pulled out the golden needle, her face unchanging as she spoke coldly. "Bradley, you're lucky I use my hands to heal, not to kill. Remember, I could spill blood, and your death wouldn't matter." Esther knew Agatha defended her, making her grateful. "Grandma Foster." Agatha softly patted Esther's shoulder. "Bradley, think you can hurt Esther because she's an orphan? The Quill family and I are with her now. Touch her, and you will face my anger." Bradley's temple throbbed with indescribable pain as if a knife were cutting his brain in two. He gritted his teeth, his voice strained. "What... What did you do to me?" "Does it hurt?" Agatha sneered, her face filled with scorn. "Esther endured much worse pain when she gave birth in prison. Bradley, from