Chapter: 1414

Gritting her teeth, Elsa helped Norah up the stairs and handed her over to Mindy.

“Oh, I'm exhausted. She may look slender, but she's surprisingly heavy."

She fanned herself with her hands to cool down. When she came up from downstairs, she nearly caused Norah to fall several times.

Fortunately, Mindy was there to catch her upstairs.

Mindy pinched and twisted Norah's cheek, then leaned in to sniff her, confirming that she was truly unconscious.

"Go downstairs and make sure the guests don't notice anything unusual. I'll be down shortly."

Elsa nodded, turned, and went downstairs. Meanwhile, Mindy grasped Norah by the waist and was poised to pull her into a room.

"Dear niece, I don't want to do this, but it seems you've deliberately pushed us into a corner. Consider this a warning. If you continue to be stir up trouble, we won't show you any mercy."

Mindy was not aware that Norah was pretending to be drunk, so she continued to ramble on. However, she remembered not to mention anything about Calvin, as Iker had instructed.

There were numerous rooms on the second floor. She located one, guided Norah inside, and roughly tossed her onto the bed.

Admiring the expensive dress Norah was wearing, Mindy touched it with a sense of awe. It was absolutely stunning.

Norah was truly impressive for wearing such a beautiful dress through her own efforts, especially given that she had no connections to help her.

However, the Wilson family was not short of exceptional individuals.

Mindy gazed at the unconscious Norah on the bed with a cruel smile.

She knew that inflicting more pain than killing someone was to torment them while they were still alive, forcing them to endure unbearable memories every day.

Norah's face was flushed bright red, and her mouth hung slightly open, giving the impression that she was genuinely drunk.

“Norah, just enjoy what the Wilson family has prepared for you,"

Mindy thought to herself with a malicious grin.

After exiting the room, she nodded to a man waiting outside. "Do as you please with her."

The man, in his early thirties, had a somewhat handsome face but a rough demeanor, as if he had just stepped out of a lively bar.

“Rest assured, madam. I'll do my best to complete the task."

The man pushed open the door and entered the room, closing it behind him. He didn't dare to lock it, as the employer had specifically instructed him not to.

He approached the woman on the bed slowly, and as he got a clear view of her face, he swallowed hard.

"Oh my God! She's such a beautiful woman! Gosh, I'm really lucky to have the chance to sleep with her!"