Chapter 509

After Caroline stepped out of the room, it felt like everything had fallen into dead silence—only Lucas and Daniel Reid were left. Daniel looked straight at Lucas, let out a cold smile. "So… does it hurt? Cutting your wrist like that?" Lucas didn't react. His hands were clenched so tight that the IV in the back of his hand had drawn blood back, but he didn't even flinch. "Hurt? That's nothing. Not even a fraction of what Madeleine went through," Daniel scoffed, clearly trying to push him over the edge. "Do you have any idea what she actually experienced? Before prison, she was bullied like hell at school. They beat her up, stripped her, filmed her, took pictures… said all kinds of nasty crap." "She basically had the worst this world could throw at her." Daniel pulled out his phone, shoved it in Lucas' face. "This is a recording from one of her therapy sessions. That scene—where her cellmates had her at the edge of a toilet, trying to force her to drink from it, spitting in her food, ha