Chapter 171: Make an Example out of Someone

“You’ll know after you have a look inside.” Abbott seemed to not notice her panic look and he went
straight out of the car. Yet “Dolores” did not move. Why would anyone want to go to the detention
centre? “Abbott, don’t you play tricks with me. What are you planning?”

“What could I possibly do to you? Mr. Nelson values you, do you think I have the balls to mess with
you?” Abbott walked towards her and stared at her uneasy but still pretended to be composed look. He
sneered. “Didn’t you want to see Mr. Nelson? He’s right inside. Why are you so scared to get in? Are
you feeling guilty?”

“I, I’m not, you are!” “Dolores” retorted with guilt. “If you don’t, after you.” Abbott gestured her to get in
politely to display his “respect” towards her. “Dolores” stared at him for a few seconds and raised her
head. “You better not lie to me, or else you’ll be sorry!” After saying those harsh words, she headed
inside, asking, “Where is he?” Abbott led the way in front of her.

“Dolores” looked around. She had been there before. Beulah Shawn had been inside before, and she
had paid her a visit. It was also Beulah who gave her the idea to abscond with the money back then.
She told her, “Annie, your father is a cruel man. If he could abandon his first wife easily back then, he
could also abandon you and me now. Now that I’m in prison, I’m afraid you’ll be sent away like Dolores
if you stay at home any further. I’ll tell you your father’s safe password, leave after getting the money.”

Beulah had been alert after living with Randolph. She had known that the man was cruel and he
prioritized his benefit the moment he sent Dolores and Jessica away without hesitance back then. The
reason he married Jessica was because of her dowry. When he could no longer take advantage of her,
he abandoned her without caring for their past relationship.

She was still young back then and she could attract clients for him during social dinners. Now that she
was getting on in years and she was no longer beautiful as before, and Annabelle did not make any



outstanding achievements, and Dolores had married Matthew, Randolph might mistreat Annabelle to
please his eldest daughter. Therefore, she had thought of a way out for her daughter.

“Dolores” clenched her fists and her heart ached when she thought of Beulah. She was her mother
after all, the mother who truly loved and cared for her. Having thought that, she became more
determined to stay by Matthew’s side. Without her mother’s sacrifice, she would not have what she had
today, therefore she could not disappoint her. She could not fail!

Meanwhile, she had followed Abbott to the interrogation building. It was not the room last time, the
room was way bigger. The tempered glass divided the room into two. The inner space was used for
interrogation while there were seats for other people to sit at the outer space. Abbott pushed the door
open when they reached the entrance. “Dolores” did not go straight in. She only walked in after peeking
inside and making sure Matthew was inside.

Armand pulled a chair over for her and pretended that he was not aware of her real identity. He was
enthusiastic and deference as he glanced at her from head to toes. “Miss Flores?” Boyce told him she
was an impostor. He was slightly shocked when he knew about that. He was amazed by the
advancement of today’s plastic surgery skills. He initially thought it was hardly possible to make a
person’s face exactly the same as another person’s through the surgery, yet as he looked at her face,
he secretly exclaimed of the high similarity.

He predicted that she had done operations all over her body. Her body must have been operated
according to Dolores’s, or else she would not have such a thin waist. He could not find a single flaw
from her face. “What are you looking at?” “Dolores” frowned and asked, “Is there anything on my face?”
Armand laughed recklessly. “No, your face is perfectly fine, it’s flawless.”

Her heart leapt. She felt that he was implying something from his words. She then moved closer to
Matthew and asked, “Why did you ask me to come here? This place is so creepy.” Without waiting for
Matthew to speak, Armand chimed in, “To ask you to come watch a show.” He then put the chair next to



her and sat down. “What show?” “Dolores” turned to him. Armand replied in a subtle way, “You’ll know
after a while.”

Matthew was silent the whole time. The ring of lights shined on his face from above and his face looked
blurry as if being enshrouded by thin mists. The door of the room was soon opened once again. Boyce
walked at the front and was followed by two lofty men clad in black uniform. They were holding a
person whose head was covered by a black cover and was unable to walk.

“Dolores” looked at the person who was dragged in and thought that the person looked so much like
Maria Herbert from the body figure. She became nervous. It soon proved that she was right when
Boyce jerked the black cover off Maria’s head and showed her face. She had changed her clothes and
her wound could not be seen, but she was wearing an extremely gloomy look.

“Do you know her?” Armand came closer. “Dolores” shook her head and then nodded. She said, “Yeah,
she’s kidnapped me after all.”

“I suppose you still don’t know what Matthew hates the most.”

“What does he hate?” Her voice inevitably trembled without notice. Armand let out an evil smile. “He
hates being deceived.” “Dolores” shuddered. “Is that so?”

“Yeah, you’ll know when you look at Maria Herbert. She lied to Matthew that she had lost the child after
the car accident, but actually, she did not get pregnant in the first place. It was the Herbert family who
pleaded for her that she managed to keep her pity life, but this time, even Jesus can’t save her now.”

“Dolores” snatched Matthew’s arm and said, “Matthew, let’s go. I don’t want to see that, I’m scared.”
Matthew frowned absent-mindedly and there was an indiscernible cruel look on his face. “I thought
you’re not that timid before? Why, don’t you want to see the person who harmed you getting
punished?”



“I don’t. I don’t get harmed after all.” “Dolores” grabbed his arm. There were wrinkles on his immaculate
suit. Matthew’s eyes fell onto her hand which was grabbing his arm. He lowered his eyes and there
was an icy and sharp look on his face. “Dolores” seemed to notice his cold aura and she instinctively
retrieved her hand. She clenched her hands into fists as if that was the only way to protect herself.

Just then, an ear-piercing shrill echoed in the whole room. “Dolores” turned her head and noticed
Boyce had plucked one of Maria’s fingernails out. The nails were the most sensitive parts and the
excruciating pain was conceivable.

Maria was tossed onto the floor and she twitched. Blood was dropping onto the ground through her
fingernail like a curvy stream. She slowly lifted her head and stared at “Dolores” who was sitting before
her. “Dolores” immediately turned away and did not dare to meet her bloodshot eyes. She was
brimmed with uneasiness and she was scared that she would not be able to endure that kind of cruel
punishment and confessed the truth that she was not Dolores.

She refused to see that yet Boyce did not fulfill her wish. He put the plucked fingernail in front of her
and said, “Miss Flores, please have a look, do you think it’s pretty?” That one fingernail was placed on
a white metal plate, and there was still blood on it, disgusting while leaving deep impression on her.

“Take it away.” “Dolores” curled up and she was greatly frightened. “Why is Miss Flores so scared to
look at such a beautiful thing?” Armand chimed in and wrenched her head towards the thing on the
plate. “No, no.” That was too horrifying, she wanted to leave. It was obvious “Dolores” was traumatized.

Armand deliberately went to her ear and said, “This is just the beginning, the most interesting part of
the show is right behind. You have to know you’ll always have to pay the price when you do bad things,
especially for those who don’t recognize their capability but still want to impersonate others. Their
consequence would be thousand times worse than hers.”



“Indeed, this is just nothing. There’s no problem for me to use this pair of hands to peel someone’s skin
off without breaking it.” Boyce and Armand cooperated with each other and managed to terrify
“Dolores” so much until her back kept breaking cold sweats. Her legs kept shaking and her muscles
tensed. With a dry throat, she said, “You, you…” You’re demons. But she did not manage to say that
out.

Armand pouted at the fact that she was too easy to be terrified. They still had not officially made an
example out of someone. Matthew aimed to kill two birds with one stone. The first one was to let
“Dolores” witness the consequence when she deceived him, the second one was to let Maria see,
when she was enduring the punishment, Annabelle was only sitting there watching her suffering.

Mental torment was easier to destroy one’s will compared to physical torment. Of course, his ultimate
purpose was to find out Dolores’s whereabouts from their confession.


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