Chapter 436 Nancy Beaten

Nancy glared at Louis' hand that hovered before her face. She moved to grab it, slowly twisting it back until he yelped and withdrew it. Her icy gaze met his. "I told you from the start that it was genuine, but you didn't believe me. And now, you're accusing me of setting you up?" Vivian's voice rang out sharply. "That's enough! You've embarrassed the Moores in front of everyone. It's time for punishment per the family rules!" She extended a hand, and a maid immediately placed a whip in her open palm. This was the Moore family's traditional form of punishment, though it was rarely enforced. The whip was made of thick studded cowhide. One strike alone could leave marks that would take weeks to heal. Louis' eyes gleamed with excitement. He wanted to watch Nancy whipped until her skin was torn and bruised. Vivian swung the whip through the air, the sound slicing the silence as it arched straight toward Nancy. "Stop!" A heart-wrenching scream tore through the air, but it was far to