Chapter 4
Chapter 4
The memory fragment stopped abruptly , leaving the feed black and soundless .
In the tense silence that followed , one comment appeared that would shake the studio : 150 Fenwick actually set up his own sister I
The accusation hit like a stone in still water , triggering an immediate surge of defensive responses from Fenwick’s fans .
[ He’s just a guy with a typical guy fashion sense .
Cut him some slack
[ she could have said no if she hated in that much .
Her choice , her consequences ]
Their support bolstered Fenwick’s wavering resolve .
“ Just bad luck , really .
Why else would— ”
“ Because she never refused un anything back then , ” Torin cut in , his voice raw .
“ And you knew how much she hated anything fuzzy ”
“ What exactly are you suggesting ? ” Heat crept into Fenwick’s voice .
“ That I forced her ! ”
His
composure cracked as veins stood out on his neck .
“ Are you letting thirty minutes of footage make you forget about Rowena our real sister who truly loved us – lying in that hospital bed ?”
His Fans immediately turned on Torin
Though not a celebrity , Torin’s striking looks and position as Vice President of the Drayton Group had turned many employees into devoted fans .
The chat exploded into chaos as his supporters clashed hercely with Fenwick’s Fanbase .
Focus , Torin’s voice sliced through the chaos .
“ We caught the kidnapper but never found the woman pulling the strings .
” He strained against his bonds with renewed purpose .
“ She was the mastermind .
This case isn’t closed .
I need to find her ”
Stellan spoke before he could break free , “ Rest assured , Mr.
Drayton .
The police have the recording .
They’ll investigate ”
“ Shall we continue ! ” Stellan asked softly .
“ Don’t you want to see what happened next ! ”
Torin’s struggle stilled .
The question twisted in his gut .
If Elysia had been this pure , this selfless , what darkness had transformed her into someone so cruel !
y me ! Found myself a free child today ”
An older woman’s voice pierced the silence in the footage .
“ Lucky
That must be the woman Elysia betrayed – the one who raised her for ten years ! ]
[ A decade of care repaid with a lawsuit .
Talk about ungrateful .
]
One comment drifted past unnoticed .
Something feels wrong about what this woman just said .
]
Everyone was too busy playing judge and jury from behind their keyboards to notice the truth .
The memory began skipping forward like a scratched record – flashes of yellow earth , green fields , a village frozen in the last century .
Through the fragmentary images , one voice remained clear .
“ Dorian , look what I brought home Lyra Brook called out excitedly
“ Half an hour and you snag a girl ? Dorian Brook asked .
“ Still breathing after your rough handling ”
“ Found her like this Lyra replied , expectation in her voice .
“ Still kicking .
Pretty little thing – shell fetch a good price once she heals up .
”
Sharp intakes of breath filled the studio .
Even the critics fell silent .
[ Trafficking Is that why Elysia sued them ! ]
But she lost that case .
)
Must be fake then .
Maybe they sold her to good parents ]
Not all traffickers are monsters .
This couple might have been good people – maybe Elysia was just seeing evil where there was none .
[ You’re sick .
Hope your kids meet some “ kind ” traffickers .
]
The scene jumped forward abruptly .
When Elysia opened her eyes again , the viewers found themselves witnessing a new horror .
This time she was in a cattle pen , its brick walls stained black with filth .
The ground was covered in straw mixed with mud – revolting just to look at , let alone lie in
Her mid – caked arm twitched .
Her princess dress had been replaced by a yellowed , shapeless shirt , and she huddled helplessly , hugging her knees to her chest .
“ Dad .
Mom , ” she whimpered , curling into herself .
“ Where are you ? I’m so hungry .
Her sweet voice had gone sandpaper – rough from crying and
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hunger .
Dawn broke .
The pen’s lock clicked .
A plain – faced woman appeared , her gentle features twisting as she spoke .
“ Ready to behave , you little beast ! Welcome to my lair , sweetle .
Nobody leaves unless I say so
She dragged Elysia out by her hair , rough hands yanking mercilessly .
Fresh blood welled from the child’s scraped palms against the ground , ackling new wounds to those barely healed – a horrifying sight .
“ Please , it hurts , Elysia whimpered
Lyra threw her into the courtyard .
Too weak to fight , Elysia could only beg “ Please don’t sell me .
My family will worry ”
Lyra showed no mercy .
Disgusted by the blood and mud on Elysia’s body , she muttered Filthy creature ” as she washed her hands .
Without
esitation , she simed the hose at the helpless child .
Ice – cold water left Elysia shivering in the autumn air .
As if something caught Lyra’s attention , she lifted Elysia’s chin , her cruel expression smoothing into calculation .
“ Well , aren’t you a pretty one , ” she mased
She brought Elysia inside , changed her clothes , and even treated her wounds “ Behave , and I might keep you .
” Her earlier cruelty vanished like morning mist
The viewers finally let our their held breath .
At least if she stayed in Stoneford , there was still a thread of hope for rescue – better than being trafficked to some distant , unknown place .
[ See This woman wasn’t completely heartless
[ They picked her up when she was injured – she might have died there .
Not to mention they raised her for ten years .
Some call that mercy .
In the studio , Fenwick biched onto these comments like a drowning man grasping at straws “ Look , Torn .
Her captor showed merry .
Yet she still tumed on her just like she turneil on us .
”
“ Enough ! ” Torin’s voice cracked like a whip .
“ I believe in her inherent goodness .
Later influences twisted her into … what she became ”
His voice hardened with conviction .
“ But that woman was still a trafficker .
Anyone who preys on children deserves punishment ”
At their exchange , Stellan let out a coll laugh and deliberately held his tongue .
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The stream jumped to another scene .
“ Two excapes in three days ” Lyra’s fingers tightened in warning .
“ Try again , and y