Chapter 11

Having seemingly found a channel to release his fury, Joseph's polished shoe ruthlessly hammered into Queenie's lower abdomen. Her cries and desperate pleas for mercy only served to galvanize him, as his kicks grew increasingly forceful until vivid crimson blood started flowing beneath her. It wasn't long before the potent, metallic scent of blood permeated the air, assaulting the senses of everyone present. Yet, not a single soul dared to step forward to intervene. Queenie's shrieks steadily diminished. Her eyes, once alive, now held nothing but vacant despair. Her initial aim was merely to leverage Joseph's sense of obligation to secure a comfortable life for herself after the Reed family's downfall. Yet, once her greed was awakened, it proved impossible to contain. She found herself consumed by envy toward Joseph and, frankly, toward anyone whose circumstances outshone hers, including Winona. She wondered why they could live in luxury without lifting a finger, while she had to f