“Sister? That nickname only makes Master Glenn want to laugh,” he scoffed lightly and responded:
“If you truly considered me your cousin, how could you kidnap my daughter!”
At first, Glenn thought Sasha had been captured and brought here, so he rushed over without hesitation.
However, he had nearly searched the entire island without a trace of Sasha.
Eventually, he pinned all his hopes on this prison and entered with a try-and-see attitude.
Only after arriving here did he discover that the mastermind was actually his aunt Jaelynn, along with the Lara family’s eldest son, Hayden.
Considering the connection between Juliana and the Lara family, what else was there for him to misunderstand about Sasha’s disappearance?
The Weaver family, seeking revenge for his betrayal, had kidnapped Sasha.
They knew that once the child was harmed, Kate would collapse as well.
And his Achilles’ heel was indeed his wife.
Unfortunately, Hayden’s search for his daughter was fruitless, and he had fallen into his aunt’s trap.
During this period, he had endured tremendous torture.
Although Jaelynn did not curse him with Bane Magic like she did to those parasite people, the daily whipping tore his flesh anew each day.
Thus, new wounds layered over old ones, and Glenn endured nearly thirty days in this cannibalistic prison.
He even felt that his survival was all due to his sheer willpower.
Elsa certainly knew where his daughter was. At this moment, in order to survive, she had no choice but to tell the truth.
“Glenn… please don’t kill me, I’ll tell you,” she said.
Hearing this, Master Glenn couldn’t help but tremble uncontrollably.
“Tell me, where is Sasha?”
Seeing that the knife in his hand was about to cut through his own skin multiple times, Elsa stammered in fear.
“She was taken away by Sam.”
“Where did they go?”
Indeed, it was she who had instigated Juliana to covertly take his daughter away in the dressing room as a cover.
According to the plan, she was also supposed to lock up that little thing here.
But that day, she ran into Sam on her flight here.
When he found out that the little girl was Glenn’s daughter, he took her away.
As for where they went, she didn’t know.
She wasn’t familiar with Sam. During this period, it was her aunt who had been discussing cooperation with him.
She only guessed from their usual conversations that Sam was now in Tondende.
“Two days ago, they held a long-distance video conference, and I happened to overhear it outside the door.”
“I heard Sam mentioning something about ‘Mr. Gilliam’, who has been financially backing us from behind the scenes, enabling our operations to grow to today’s scale.”
A Mr. Gilliam residing in Tondende?
Judging by his name, he should also be a Chulae person.
After saying this, Elsa looked at him cautiously, her eyes teary, and said, “Glenn, I’ve told you everything I know, I truly didn’t deceive you.”
“Now you can let me go, right? I swear, I will never go against you again.”
“No, there definitely won’t be a next time,” she sobbed.
Glenn sneered at her words and continued:
“You’re right, there is no next time… because I’m now going to tie you up and send you to the Tiger Cage.”
The people there were either desperados or mutated parasite people, and they particularly favored girls like her-fair and delicate.
At that moment, fear is evident in Elsa’s eyes as she pleaded repeatedly with Glenn.
Nevertheless, he ruthlessly threw her into the Tiger Cage.
This was a medium-sized cell, originally designed to hold 4-6 people; now it was forcefully crammed with 10 individuals.
They were all victims under the ambition of the Weaver family.
Now, by throwing her into a crowd of parasite people to be torn apart, Glenn was virtually helping her atone for her sins.
“Don’t come over, Glenn, save me, I really know I was wrong,” she sobbed.
“Don’t leave, let me out!”
Screams of despair echoed through the dim, cramped space, amidst the sound of fabric being torn apart.
Before leaving, Glenn looked back only to see a crowd of greenish parasite people surrounding her.
Her dress swiftly turned into shreds tossed onto the floor, and the pack lunged at her like wolves.
Soon, even Elsa’s cries for help faded.
Besides the several harsh laughs that filled the air, there was also a new scent of blood.
Glenn turned away with a faint smile, his silhouette resolute as he walked away.
“You wouldn’t spare even a child, how could you expect me to spare you?”
All of this was her own doing; she had no one else to blame.
And as for Sam and Juliana, none of them could escape!
In the brightly lit underground lab, the iron cage originally containing the transformed serpent mother had its last lock bitten off.
It hurried out of the cage, moving in an “S” shape toward Omari, who was bound to a wooden frame, unable to move, and could only watch the terrifyingly large creature approach him.
Yet Omari’s reaction was unexpectedly calm; he seemingly did not realize the creature’s power.
Just then, a rooster with its throat cut was thrown in from outside the glass wall.
Sensing the smell of fresh blood, the forming snake tilted its head back, opened its massive jaws, and quickly caught the nearly five-pound rooster.
Its mouth was circular, about the size of a basketball when open, lined with two dense rows of teeth.
Sharp enough to break steel, it could easily swallow a large rooster whole.
In an instant, the rooster lost its life, and the falling feathers proved its prior existence.
Seeing this scene, Omari finally furrowed his brow.
Not out of fear, but because this big, black, pipe-shaped monster disgusted him.
“Only a pervert could raise such an abhorrent thing. It’s truly ugly; I’d rather deal with a giant python.”
That one would at least be much better looking!
From outside the wall, Hayden’s wild, arrogant laughter could be heard.
“My dear brother is about to die, and yet you’re still making jokes. I really must commend you for possessing the demeanor of a great general.”
Omari, without turning his head, mocked him, “What else can you do besides acting obedient and backstabbing others from behind? Bring it all out.”
“If I ever beg you for mercy, then consider me defeated!”
His comment about acting obedient stemmed from Hayden’s persona in front of their father, always playing the role of a docile, good son and a hardworking model figure.
Unlike Omari, who did whatever pleased him, often angering Leon. With a comparison, one could easily see who was better.
What outsiders couldn’t imagine was that the mature and stable Hayden Lara was a hypocrite backstage, envious of his own younger brother and willing to frame him!