Filed to story: The Daughter in the Shadows (Yunice) Book by Una Norris
The next moment, the whip tip lashed out again, circling once in the air before snapping across Paul’s face!
“Ahhh!” he screamed miserably.
Taylor laughed brightly. “Scream louder, or the people outside won’t hear you.”
Hearing that, Paul gritted his teeth and refused to make another sound.
He wasn’t stupid enough to just stand there and take it. He lunged forward, trying to snatch the whip from Taylor. When he couldn’t get it, he moved to stand next to Yunice, knowing Taylor would hesitate for fear of hitting her.
At that moment, there was loud banging on the door from outside, followed by Jensen’s furious voice. “Open the door! Open it! Who allowed you to lock it?”
No one inside responded. Paul glared at Taylor, triumphant.
Outside, there were already sounds of someone trying to break the lock. Yunice quickly moved to stand beside Taylor.
Taylor seized the opening and lashed the whip again!
Just as Paul was about to open the door, the whip struck him squarely on the back!
He arched backward in pain, baring his teeth in a grimace.
At the same time, Jensen burst into the room with his men.
He roared, “Taylor, are you rebelling?!”
“I’ve already informed the Kendall family. I want my parents to see what kind of wonderful daughter they raised-one who would drug the whole family with an aphrodisiac!”
Taylor said calmly, “Let them come. I’d like to ask my parents too-is it right for a husband to beat his wife?”
“You-!” Seeing Taylor completely unafraid, Jensen was momentarily at a loss.
Everyone loved their own children. Without evidence, the Kendall family would never side with the Powell family!
Jensen barked, “Where’s the blood test result? Don’t think you can do something wrong and get away with it. I want to catch you red-handed!”
At that moment, the butler arrived with the results. He hesitated, wanting to say something, but Jensen snatched the report from him and waved it high. “Here’s the proof! Let’s see what your mother says when she gets here!”
Taylor clenched her fists tightly.
Footsteps echoed down the hallway.
Hearing the sound of high heels, Taylor took a step forward, her eyes turning red as she called out, “Mom…”
Kyla stepped into the room and immediately saw her daughter’s disheveled state.
She froze for a moment, then glanced briefly at Jensen, treating him as air, and walked straight to her daughter.
She grabbed Taylor’s arms with both hands, checking her over. “Are you okay?”
But the moment she touched her, Taylor winced in pain, her eyebrows twitching.
Kyla immediately sensed something was wrong. She quickly checked the back of Taylor’s collar and saw a wide red welt running from her shoulder down to her waist.
How painful that must be!
Kyla’s eyes instantly reddened with anger. She turned, her gaze sharp as a wolf’s, and glared at the Powell family. “Who hit my daughter?”
Yunice stood quietly in the corner.
She looked at each person in the room like an outsider.
The Powell family was circling Paul protectively, while Kyla-just a woman-was fiercely standing up for her daughter.
Indeed, those who are loved always act fearlessly.
Because they have the support of their families, they dare to do anything, regardless of the consequences.
Thinking of her own parents and brother, Yunice pulled the corners of her mouth into a bitter smile.
Kyla had always been gentle, but even the gentlest mother would explode when her child was hurt.
Jensen had never taken Kyla seriously, but seeing her so agitated now only made him more righteous. “You raised a filthy daughter like this. Paul hitting her was well deserved! If you can’t teach your kid right, someone else will!”
Taylor frowned slightly. She said in a deep voice, “Dad-no, a person like you isn’t worthy of being called that. My mother is just your in-law, not someone you can boss around. What right do you have to shout at her?”
What puzzled her more was how the Powell family suddenly seemed to completely disregard the Kendall family’s influence. Even if her father wasn’t present today, bullying her mother would eventually reach her father’s ears. Weren’t they afraid he would get angry and withdraw his investment?
Facing Kyla’s furious gaze, Jensen threw the blood test report onto her. “See for yourself what your precious daughter has done!”
Kyla and Taylor both watched as the report slapped against Kyla’s body and then dropped to the floor.
The act was blatantly insulting.
But Kyla kept her composure. She bent down to pick up the report and unfolded it.
The Powell family’s butler looked anxious and called out, “Sir…”
Jensen shot him a glare, telling him to stay quiet.
Taylor leaned in to look at the blood test report. She wasn’t entirely sure if the medicine Dr. Rylie gave them would really not show up in a test.
But Kyla simply looked at the report and gave a cold laugh. “Filthy old things. No shame at all, even at your age.”
Kyla had always been gentle, so when she suddenly cursed like that, everyone in the room turned to her in shock, thinking she had been driven mad.
Taylor also caught sight of something on the report and let out a mocking laugh.
The Powell family members looked at the two of them in confusion.
Jensen roared, “Seeing your own evidence, you don’t even bother pretending anymore?”
But Kyla, in the same manner, flung the report straight back at Jensen’s face. “You’re the ones not even pretending. Living such pathetic lives, making the whole family drink deer blood wine and then blaming my daughter. From old to young, absolutely shameless!”
Deer blood wine?
Jensen hastily unfolded the report – it showed no traces of stimulants, only a note that deer blood wine could explain their symptoms.
Yunice lifted the corners of her lips, standing silently at the back, watching it all unfold.
Having spent eighteen years with the Powell family, Yunice knew their habits better than anyone.
Jensen and Jackson both had a habit of drinking deer blood wine to maintain their masculine energy, but they usually paid careful attention to dosage.
All Yunice had done was increase the dosage slightly, using Taylor’s hand to deliver it.
As for Linda, who had never drunk deer blood wine before, she had no tolerance, so even a small amount made her react.
Taylor, although seated at the same table, hadn’t eaten the fish. Yunice had deliberately kept her away from it, because the deer blood wine had been mixed into the fish stew Jensen liked. The wine was hidden so well that no one noticed.
Later, Taylor had brought the half-finished plate of fish to see Paul. Paul had someone throw away the food she brought – unintentionally destroying the evidence. No one would be able to trace anything now.
At this moment, Jensen stood there speechless, the old man’s face turned bright red, and Paul’s face alternated between pale and furious.