Chapter 54
Author: swaan
last update2026-07-14 07:55:23

Standing next to the wheelchair was one of the father's surviving thugs.

"Slap him again!" the father roared, his voice hoarse and filled with raw, unfiltered terror.

The thug stepped forward and slapped Vaughn ruthlessly across the face. The sharp smack echoed loudly in the hospital room. Vaughn cried out, holding his bruising cheek.

"Dad! Stop! What are you doing?" Vaughn screamed, completely bewildered and terrified of his own father. "Why are your arms and legs broken? Who did this to you?"
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