Chapter 320 A Puppet

• For over a decade, these people had maintained a firm grip on Mandy, biding their time until she reached adulthood so they could mold her into their puppet. There were no chances they would simply release her with ease.
• Cherise, peering through the iron door, bore witness to the agonizing sight of Mandy. She was clutching her head, relentlessly slamming it against the wall, and a profound sense of unease welled up within Cherise.
• Cherise couldn’t help but reminisce about the past, back when she first encountered Mandy at Sequoia. She remembered how persistently Mandy had referred to her as ‘Sister.’ Cherise herself was only a nineteen-year-old girl, engrossed in thoughts of studying and exams.