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Chapter 2

Author: Tuto
I laughed sharply, silencing them.

My mother, Penelope Cole, had a trust fund with annual interest that could buy the Waltons' crumbling empire ten times over. Their business only survived because I'd quietly funneled money to cover their debts.

A childhood kidnapping left me with scars, so Penelope made me hide my identity.

Oblivious, Herbert took my money to shower Ella with gifts, then turned around and mocked me.

Neither of them had a shred of shame.

"Trash me as you like," I snapped. "I won't let you insult my mom!"

"Are you threatening me?" Herbert scoffed, unfazed. "Let me be straight. Her death is just the cherry on top for Ella's big opening."

His friends hooted, "Man, tonight is the main event. We gotta test that new theme."

Herbert glanced at me and waved at his bodyguards. "For running her mouth, Caroline is going to be our new prop."

I kicked and clawed as they dragged me to a lab-themed room and strapped me to a cold steel table.

Ella strutted in, brandishing a massive syringe. "Welcome to my haunted lab! Ready for a scream-worthy live experiment?"

The crowd roared with laughter. "This is gold! I'm streaming it live. The opening is going to be a hit!"

My phone buzzed relentlessly in my coat, the interruption getting under Herbert's skin.

He ripped it out, pausing when "Chairman Cole" flashed on the screen, then smashed it against my forehead.

"Climbing the social ladder, huh?" he sneered.

Ella poked his chest, smirking. "A chairman? Girl, you're two-timing my buddy with some crusty old suit? Bet you're staging this to scam cash and run off with him."

She stepped closer, drawing a vial of sickly green liquid from a prop container. "Time to fix this skank."

Herbert egged her on, practically bouncing with excitement. "Genius! Strip her down, cage her up, and let the guests gawk."

Ella lunged, aiming the needle at my neck.

...

I snapped the ropes, thanks to those escape training sessions, and jammed the syringe into her hand.

"My hand! Oh my God!" she screamed, her skin sizzling and smoking.

Her friends stumbled back, horrified. "What the hell? It's not a prop. Is that acid?"

Herbert panicked, cradling Ella before spinning to slap me. "Bitch, how dare you hurt her? Get on your knees and beg, or your mom's ashes are landfill bait!"

Just then, commotion erupted at the entrance.

A hospital worker rushed in, breathless. "Professor Walton, we called a hundred times and tracked your phone. The patient was counting on your antidote, but on the way..."

He sighed, "She's gone. We brought her body for you to handle."

"Like a cockroach that won't stay dead," Herbert snorted.

"They brought the body?" Ella screeched. "Perfect! A real corpse for a prop."

The crowd laughed. "A real body? Man, that's legendary!"

"It stinks, though." Herbert pinched his nose and kicked the body off the stretcher. "Bad luck! Can't even die quietly."
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  • His Loss Twisted into His Theater   Chapter 10

    "A mangy mutt," I said. "Too bad my family doesn't take in strays."Herbert's face twisted. "I lost my family and my mom. I'm on my knees begging, and you...""You chopped up your mom, shredded her, and let Ella feed her to the dogs," I cut him off. "Your family's gone because you're a dumbass. What's that got to do with me?"I paused, scoffing, "When you pinned me to that table to hack off my hands and feet, where was this love? When you choked me and called me a bitch? Oh, you love me now because you're broke and need my money.""No. That's not it." He shook his head frantically, scrambling toward me. "Believe me. I really love you."The word sounded like a bad joke from his mouth. His "love" was like tossing scraps to a pet.He petted me when he was in a good mood and kicked me when he was not. He got off on the control and my blind devotion.I drove my heel into his shoulder, sending him sprawling across the floor. "Keep your filthy hands off me. Get out!"I turned to my as

  • His Loss Twisted into His Theater   Chapter 9

    "It's not your fault. I was the one blind as a bat," I replied. "Had to learn it the hard way."Penelope's eyes turned to steel. "They're not slipping through the cracks."...Days later, she updated me. "Herbert got bailed out, since corpse desecration doesn't carry a heavy sentence. It's a short leash, though. Oscar woke up and kicked him out. Their stock is in freefall. They're staring down bankruptcy."I nodded, detached. Herbert's fate was no longer my concern.But her next words hit like a gut punch. "A maid said Herbert went nuts. He ran to the haunted castle, looking for Jeanne's hands and feet."I blinked, recalling his gleeful expression when he chopped her up.Penelope grimaced. "The staff told him Ella fed them to guard dogs."I was astounded, speechless.She continued, "He broke down. Collapsed outside the sealed backyard, crying and laughing. He talked to the dogs and called them Mom. People say he's gone off the rails."Herbert had lost it, but I didn't expect

  • His Loss Twisted into His Theater   Chapter 8

    ...Herbert's punch didn't stop.Ella's face swelled, her pleas turning to venom. "You useless bastard! Who are you to hit me?"She clawed his face, leaving red streaks. "You think I gave a damn about a spineless leech like you? You're a joke!"Herbert's eyes blazed. He grabbed her rotting hand and smashed it against the ground. "It's all your fault! You tricked me into shredding her body. You did it on purpose. You wanted to obliterate her remains through my hands!"Ella screamed, her face twisting into a grotesque grin. "Now you know it's your mom? You were so damn proud when you hacked her up and tossed her in the shredder. You're a moron. Your mom was a meddling hag who deserved it. I did you a favor. Thank me!""Damn you!" Herbert roared, sinking his teeth into her cheek.They rolled on the ground, trading punches and curses."You badmouthed your mom, whining that she controlled you. Admit it. You wanted her gone so you can take over the company!""You stole our money wit

  • His Loss Twisted into His Theater   Chapter 7

    The leading officer frowned. "We're here on a report of corpse desecration. Come with us. Jeanne Walton's poisoning wasn't an accident. It was murder."..."It's Caroline!" Herbert yelled. "She hates my mom and wants to ruin me. You are her hired actors, right? Name your price. I'll pay double."He lunged again, but the officers moved to restrain him.The gate burst open, and black-suited bodyguards cleared a path for a commanding woman.Oscar struggled to his feet. "Mrs. Cole."Penelope approached, gently touching my bruised face. "I'm sorry for your suffering, sweetheart."Herbert froze, his mouth hanging open. "Is Caroline really an heiress?"Penelope ignored him, handing a file to the lead officer. "This evidence nails Jeanne's killer."She pointed at Ella, who flinched like she'd been zapped."Bullshit!" Herbert shouted, shielding her. "Caroline killed my mom, and now you're framing Ella? You're both trash!""Herbert, I'm scared," Ella sobbed. "They're here to get me. M

  • His Loss Twisted into His Theater   Chapter 6

    I ignored Herbert, my eyes on Ella.When the "murder investigation" hit, her face went ghostly pale. Her grip on her rotting hand tightened, and her eyes darted with panic.Those actions were suspicious. Their friends whispered among themselves."No way! This is insane.""Did Herbert really shred his mother?""Don't be ridiculous. He's too good a son. Caroline is making up things."The livestream guy trembled, holding his phone. "Chat says the police are coming. Someone captured you abusing the corpse."Comments kept pouring in.[Just passed by the castle. Yellow tape is up.][This is big!][He killed his mom for clout? This guy is unhinged.][Grand opening with a murder case? That place is cursed.]Herbert puffed up. "Bring it! Let's see what clowns Caroline hired."I nearly laughed at his idiocy. He thought I'd staged this to sabotage Ella's opening and that the whole world had to revolve around him.His brain was a marvel of delusion."Laugh when you can!" he growled,

  • His Loss Twisted into His Theater   Chapter 5

    The guy swallowed hard. "They say the Walton Group's CEO was poisoned. Sounds like your mom."...Herbert snatched the phone, his face like a storm. The screen was a wildfire of comments, scrolling fast.[His mother got poisoned, and Herbert is partying with his side chick?][Acute poisoning. Only Professor Walton could save her.][He stopped her and smashed the antidote. What kind of son does that?][Monster! He sent his mom to her grave and used her body as a prop. I'm not setting foot in that castle. Too damn creepy!][He chopped her up and shredded her. I already called the police.]Herbert's face drained of color. "How much did you pay these trolls, Caroline? Think this will ruin me?"Oscar could barely stand, his voice cracking. "Where is the body?"Herbert pointed at the shredder, a sick pride twisting his lips. "You always hated her low-class, filthy mom, didn't you? I handled it. Ground her to paste.""You idiot!" Oscar clutched his chest, stumbling back. "Penelope

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