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Chapter 424 Sweetie and Kitty Were Poisoned

For a moment, I was scared out of my wits, and followed her into the yard. The not-so-spacious yard was covered with fresh bloodstains. everywhere. In a corner not far away, Kitty was curled up, clinging tightly to the corner of the wall, with a large pool of blood flowing under her fluffy body. The little guy was shivering, not knowing whether it was because of pain or fear.

My heart gave a jolt as I looked towards the door, only to see Geraldine emerging from the room in a white dress, splattered with a few drops of blood. She looked at me, her face full of disgust, and said, "Who allowed you to keep cats? These disgusting creatures have dirtied my dress. It's revolting."

Not seeing Sweetie, I felt a lump in my throat, suppressing all my emotions and glaring at her, I said, "Where's the other cat? Where did you put it?”

Geraldine cast a disdainful glance at Kitty, who was curled up in the corner, then turned to me, her face full of contempt. "You're talking about that annoying old female cat, right? It's dead, in there. It almost scratched me. Not tearing it to pieces was letting it off easy," she said.

I just felt a lump in my throat, struggling to breathe, and quickly stepped into the room. The house, which was neat when I left, was now in a complete mess, filled with smoke and dust. Sweetie was lying motionlessly in a bucket in the room, from which a faint mist was rising.

Seeing this scene, I froze completely. Walking to the edge of the bucket, I scooped Sweetie out. The water in the bucket was still scalding hot, burning enough to cause pain to the flesh. Sweetie's tiny

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body had already stiffened, her soft fur completely soaked. I didn't know how long she had been scalded, the fur on her belly and head had already fallen off, revealing her bare skin.

"Sweetie..." I began, my voice hoarse beyond belief. The little one had long since stopped breathing, motionless, like a toy that had been ravaged.

"Just an animal, so what? Are you that heartbroken?" Geraldine's arrogant voice came from the doorway.

I looked up at her, she was holding her arms, looking at me with indifference, and said, "Why are you staring at me? This little beast almost scratched me, scalding it to death is letting it off easy." Anger and resentment robbed me of my ability to think for a moment. I put Sweetie down on the ground, stood up, and stormed over to Geraldine. I grabbed her hair and, using almost all my strength, pushed her down to the ground, wildly tearing, biting, and pinching at her.

"Ah... Madman!" Geraldine, caught off guard, fell to the ground, struggling and cursing.

If possible, there was a moment when I really wanted to kill this ignorant woman, but her reaction was quick. Before I could vent my resentment, I was pulled away by her people.

Having gained her freedom, Geraldine glared at me, her eyes burning red with rage. She pointed at me and said, "Wretch, you dare to hurt me. Tie her up. Let her die the same way this beast died."

The words that followed, of course, were not directed at me. Her people obeyed her, immediately fetching a rope to tie me up, binding me to a tree stump in the yard.

I was immobilized, but in my heart, I still wished I could kill her.

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Seeing that I couldn't move, Geraldine composed herself, walked up to me, and said arrogantly, "I underestimated you. You even wanted to hurt me for a mere beast. It seems there's no difference between you and that beast. I originally thought of sparing your pathetic life for Daniel's sake, but you didn't appreciate it. Don't blame me then."

"Slap!" Her slap came without any warning.

I only felt a sharp pain in my cheek, followed by a metallic sweetness invading my mouth. Looking at her, I was seething with anger, "You will be struck by lightning."

She sneered, casting a sidelong glance at Kitty, who was curled up in the corner. Her eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of malice appearing on her face. Then, she turned to the person behind her and said, "Bring the other little beast here."

I froze, realizing she was still planning to harm Kitty. For a moment, I glared at her, my voice hoarse with rage as I roared, "What do you want to do?"

Geraldine didn't look at me, she just stared at Kitty, observing its bloody body. Seeing Kitty struggling out of fear, she furrowed her brows and said, "Its legs still seem quite strong, chop them off."

I held my breath, incredulously staring at this woman, wondering how she could utter such words so casually.

"No...don't, don't hurt it, it..."

"Meow!" Not a single word of mine was heard by her. Kitty's two legs were brutally chopped off. No matter how much it struggled, how much it screamed, it was no match for the two ferocious strong men. The weak had no ability to resist, let alone Kitty, who was just a little cat that had been hurt and was unable to move.

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Without its legs, they threw it on the ground, blood flowing out from its body. In a short while, a large patch of land was dyed red. I stood there, frozen, unable to move, with a heart-wrenching pain in my chest.