Chapter 589

Daphne was furious. Heaving angrily, she screamed, “Skewered my foot! You jerk, you tortoise-head
loser! Come out right now!”

“…”

The maids looked at each other in confusion. There was no one in the courtyard, so where had the
mysterious voice come from?

With a murderous look on her face, Daphne ordered the maids to search the entire courtyard. However,
the search turned up empty.

“Useless! The person is probably hiding out in the courtyard right now. Find him right now and make
sure he turns up in front of me! I don’t care if you dig up the entire courtyard.”

As the maids searched around the courtyard for the mysterious intruder, Juan and Kyle snuck quietly
into Daphne’s bathroom.

Maya and Nina felt a little worried. They wondered if they could succeed on this second mission.

The maids searched as hard as they possibly could, but the search returned nothing.

Daphne was beside herself with rage. She decided to change the team of security guards first thing
tomorrow morning. This team was too incompetent.

After this, they didn’t hear the voice anymore. Daphne returned to her room.

She sat on her bed for a while, massaging her forehead. She felt as though her head had swelled to
twice its size. Her blood circulation seemed pretty weak, too.

No, this wouldn’t do. She decided to take a bath to get rid of her headache before she went to sleep.



She got up and went into the bathroom. When the two boys saw her entering, they quickly hid more
deeply in a corner, praying that she wouldn’t discover them.

Daphne took off her clothes. When the bathtub filled up completely with water, she lowered herself into
it with a sigh of satisfaction. She shut her eyes, enjoying the pleasant sensation of the water lapping
against her skin.

Juan snickered quietly. He took out a bag of white powder from his pocket and snuck some of it into the
bathtub.

Daphne, who was still soaking in the water, suddenly felt her skin get itchier and itchier.

She opened her eyes, only to see that her skin was completely red. Every inch of her skin was covered
with red spots.

How could this be?

Daphne widened her eyes in shock, realizing that there was something wrong with the water.

But she had just filled the bathtub with water! How could there be a problem with it?

Just as she was panicking over it, the two boys climbed onto the platform behind her and forced her
head into the water.

Immediately, Daphne felt as though her face was on fire. Her first thought was, Is this going to ruin my
looks?

With her head under the water, she wanted to scream, but she wasn’t able to. She struggled to get her
head out of the water with all her might.

“Her face must be completely ruined by now.”



Hearing this, Juan felt very satisfied.

“Disgusting woman! She deserves this for everything she has done. Remember this—if you ever dare
to hit any of us again, I’ll drag you to hell!”

With that, the two of them released Daphne’s head. The woman removed her head from the water and
spluttered violently.

“Help, help—somebody, help—”

Hearing her screams, the maids ran into her room. However, Daphne had locked the bathroom door, so
they weren’t able to enter and save her.

Daphne had to climb out of the bathtub and put on her pajamas before opening the door for them, all
the while gritting her teeth in pain.

By then, Juan and Kyle had already climbed out of the window and escaped to freedom.

Daphne recalled the voice of the two boys she had just heard. They definitely belonged to Juan and
Kyle.

The mysterious voice she had heard tonight, as well as the two voices who had cursed her out in her
own bathroom, definitely had something to do with those wretched children!

Just you wait! Daphne swore that she was going to tear them apart from limb to limb.

The doctor of the estate hurried over and put her on an IV drip. He instructed Daphne to take lots of
bed rest, watch her diet and ensure that she didn’t get exposed to too much wind. The substance that
had been poured into the bathwater in huge amounts was a highly corrosive one. If Daphne didn’t
follow his instructions, her skin might never recover—especially the wounds on her face.



“What about my face?” Daphne asked anxiously, as though she was asking about her own life.

If this face of hers was ruined, her future prospects would take a dramatic hit.

Hector, who was as handsome as a man could get, whose features looked as though they were crafted
by angels, would want nothing to do with her in the future.

As the doctor gazed at her red face, he told her in a guarded tone that, no matter how hard he tried, her
skin would never recover, and it was going to leave scars.

In actual fact, it was worse—she might even be disfigured. Taking her feelings into consideration, the
doctor tried to soften the blow.

Daphne lay on the bed. Her eyes, which had been full of fear up till now, suddenly flashed with a
sudden savageness. She ordered her maids to bring Lady Musgrave over.

When the latter saw how badly injured she was, her heart broke.

She had always regarded this niece of hers as her biological daughter.

“Daphne, my dear, what happened?”

Daphne reached out to grab Lady Musgrave’s hand. She burst into tears and cried out, “Aunt Portia,
you have to take revenge for me! It was Nicole Lane and those horrible kids of hers who did this to me!
Look what they’ve done to me!”


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