Chapter 292: Chapter 292

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["Welcome to the daily breakfast talk show! I am your host together with my colleague...."]

The hosts’ animated voices reached out to the small audience in Thornston’s estate hall just as Katie turned on the large TV. This has been a daily ritual for them since Avril had disappeared from custody.

Alex’s disappointment and self-blame were so obvious that it hurt to look at, but his wife, Geneva, had no inclination to make him feel better as she would have done in the past. She felt that since he had ’drunk that concoction, then he was responsible for the bitter aftertaste as well’. Geneva only spared him a glance and then turned back to the show,

["....In a surprising turn of events, the suspect, Avril Pound, who was widely known in those circles as the unofficially adopted daughter of Alex Thornston and the winemaker behind most of the wines that the Thornston family is known for in recent times, is still at large on this small contained island!"]

["I can’t believe that the police cannot catch one woman on this island when all the escape routes are being monitored on a high profile ?"]

["Do you think that the family is helping her behind the scenes?"]

["That is interesting. Your ’NO’ was swift and decisive as if you have some in-house information that the rest of us do not have?"]

["We don’t need internal info on this. The Thornstons’ are a close-knit family and they never let go, but Avril had committed an abominable act against one of their own. Know that Shelby is now one of them, and I hear that they cherish her to the moon and back.

Why would they let Avril go? She tried to murder her sister-in-law, and I don’t even know how she sleeps and makes peace with herself at night, wherever she is. Mind you, the Thornston family would have never made this public and handed her to the police if they had a single thought of not holding her accountable."]

["Well, I do have to agree on this. My one single question is, what would drive a privileged girl like that to try to murder her sister-in-law? That was terrible!"]

["We will never understand the inner workings of such a person’s mind. We beseech the police to do a better job and get this criminal off the streets."]

["Yes! Also, to the general public, if you happen to see the person being shown on your screens, please call the police hotline! She is extremely dangerous, so please do not try to be the hero!"]

["That Avril woman was lucky that she was not slapped with the charge of the detectives...."]

On the other side of town, in one of the slums that few people would venture into on their own, a young woman in a onesie bodycon stopped in front of a shack. Even though her body twisted seductively with each step she took, none of the men around dared look at her in that sense.

The woman listened attentively to the discussion of the morning show through the open doorway of the shack, and then looked up at the sign posted on the door: ’Missy’s Delightful Wine’.

This was one of the exclusive shacks and had fetched them a lot of money, but the sales for the past couple of days had dwindled considerably.

Doll lifted the beaded curtains and entered the single room,

"What are you doing at this time?! At this rate, the debts would never be paid for!"

Doll turned to a man who followed closely at her heels, without waiting for a response from the person watching the TV.

"Add the electricity costs for the past few days to her bill and ...."

"WHAT!" Avril shouted instinctively and got up from her small seat. The past few days had been more than she had ever bargained for nor even dreamt of. She was in bra and panties only, but she had long become used to the men around her.

She was known as the wine girl and the most she wore at any time was wine on her body that would be licked off by her clients. She was most of the time naked in front of them. The time when she had been fully clothed in life seems to be a very long time past, even though barely a week had passed since she had been introduced to the life of pleasing others for a living.

The news had been right; the high and mighty Avril Pound of the Thornston family was now a harlot by trade.

Avril answered the girl in front of her, who went by the name of Doll. Doll was the only person who ever had a semblance of full clothes. She usually wore different wigs and light makeup that made her look like a cute doll, living up to her name.

Some of the girls that Avril had seen went around naked. Some cleaned, which was the job that she had declined. It was only after a few days that Avril understood the crap that went on there. She had been willing to do what had been assigned, so she had been spared of most of the gore.

On the contrary, the defiant men and women were fed drugs to keep them compliant, and some of them had no control of themselves when pumped with the drugs. Avril had no idea what drugs were used there, but she had seen people defecate and puke on themselves more times than she cared to.

Avril also knew that, for some reason, she had what was referred to as preferential treatment. She had her own shack, and most new girls did not have that privilege. There were usually in a large shack, separated by thin curtains as they pleased their clients.

"Do not speak back at me, slut!"

Avril’s mouth dropped, ’Did she just call me a slut?’

"Do not forget that we all know that you are wanted. That attitude will not get you anywhere. For someone who would stoop so low as to target and try to murder your sister-in-law is the worst of the worst!"

The two people who had followed Doll gaped. Since the big boss had chosen Doll as his, they had seen Doll as the best mistress ever. She never lost her temper and did not boss them around.

This was the first time that they had seen this side of Doll. What they did not know was that Avril reminded Doll of her past mistress, Brianna, the rich, spoilt brat who felt that she could do anything that she wanted without care of the consequences.

’At least the Thornston family is not like that Mush; they do not condone such stupid actions.’

A gleam passed through Doll’s eyes, and she shared a look with the people she came with.

Avril opened her mouth, and light air passed through the gap from the missing tooth. She shut her mouth, knowing that talking would have bad consequences.

Her fate was in Doll’s hands, and until she amassed power herself, there was nothing she would achieve by being insolent. She owed and had signed a contract. She also chose this job herself, so there wasn’t much that Avril could complain of.

"To make up for the losses from yesterday, we’ll have a viewing today."

A bad premonition flashed through Avril, and her fears came true a few moments later.

The TV was turned off as her client was ushered in. Avril had thought that she would get some rest after all the ’work’ done during the night.

"What is it?" Doll asked,

"I really cannot service anyone a-"

Doll smirked and shared a look with one of the others.

Avril tried to look pitiful, but all her actions just reminded Doll of Brianna and did not shake her one bit. With a nod, two men, held Avril down,

"What are you doing!!!!!?" She struggled to no avail. Her strength was no match for the men.

All Avril felt was a needle pinch, and she felt like she was floating. From then on, she was at peace.

Doll walked out and greeted three men in masks,

"The live viewing is ready, gentlemen,"

They nodded and filed into Avril’s room for what had been prepared for them. These three never partook in any of the acts themselves but paid a lot to see their fantasies acted out for them.

The curtains closed, and Doll watched for a few seconds as Avril was tied to the bed with her legs spread apart and the last garments that covered her ripped off. Doll turned and left with a firm look. She had been subjected to something similar as a punishment, but Avril had signed up for this herself, so Doll did not feel an ounce of pity for her, ’At least she would enjoy it.’

Back in the Thornston estate, Geneva looked at her husband as they continued listening to the TV hosts and the line of conversation. Geneva turned as Samantha came into her line of vision.

"Why are you now coming? .... And where are Gabriel and Ingrid?"

"Good morning, Grandma, Grandpa,"

Samantha greeted in a respectful stance before she turned to Geneva and answered the question,

"Suzie has sent them to school."

The current Samantha looked nothing like the girl from a few days before. Even the blond highlights in her hair had been dyed out, bringing out her natural black hair braided at her back.

Geneva and her husband, as well as Brad, were very sceptical from the start when Samantha had just walked up the first morning, in that humble stance and with a heartfelt apology. However, after a few days, they had realized that she was willing to make amends. Even they were unsure of what had caused the change, they accepted her wholeheartedly.

"You don’t have to continue working in the fields anymore."

Samantha hesitated, her brow furrowing with uncertainty. Alex saw through her problem at once, his years of experience giving him an edge to see straight into her heart.

"We’ll talk to your father about it," His voice was surprisingly soft, and his voice had a reassuring edge to it,

"...so do not worry." Samantha’s eyes shone with glee, and her eyes sparkled.

"Thank you, Grandpa and Grandma!" She exclaimed, relief and happiness flooding her voice.

At that moment, Katie’s monotonous voice raised an octave and announced, "They are here!"

The room’s energy shifted instantly, the air buzzing with anticipation. Everyone eagerly turned toward the entrance, their faces lighting up in welcome.*********

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