Chapter 1181


    Chapter 1181 Seeing Someone Else


    Arron’s POV:


    The baddy took me to a room. She had been acting very strange ever since she’d seen my face.


    Not only had she saved me from those evil men, but she had gone so far as to remove me from that


    despicable ce they kept the children.


    Now, it looked like she intended to keep me as hers own. Else, why would she be saying that this room


    would be mine from now on?


    The baddy took the mask off my face and immediately pinched my cheeks. She didn’t seem keen on


    letting go, either. “Starting today, you should just stay quietly in this room and never think about


    escaping again. You saw what happened onstage earlier, didn’t you? You know that those kids became


    what they are now because they refused to obey, right? So, then, if you don’t listen to me, you’ll end up


    just like them.”


    I pouted and stared at her, trying to ignore my fear.


    I knew she was deliberately mentioning that horrifying situation in order to scare and intimidate me.


    None of those children from earlier ever got any form of reprieve. The scene involving the conjoined


    twins, in particr, was painfully etched into my mind.


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    “Don’t be afraid, Sweetie. As long as you listen to me, you’ll be safe and sound.” The baddy finally let


    go of my face, only to take my hands and squeeze them tightly. Herlone was gentle… too gentle. So


    gentle that it sounded almost weird. And that terrified me even more.


    I had seen with my own eyes how she had beaten up those helpless kids. Clearly, she was not a good


    person. She might be willing to protect me now, but she could abandon me at any time.


    I knew that it all depended on her mood, and that I might have to pander to her to save my hide.


    “Why aren’t you saying anything, my little sweetie pie? Are you so scared that you’ve forgotten how to


    speak?” The baddy patted my head, her brows furrowed in a feigned look of concern.


    I was instantly on alert. She might beat me up if she thought I had be a fool. “No!” I blurted out. “I


    mean… I understand. I will obey you and stay in this room.”


    Sure enough, her face broke into a smile, and her hand swept down my hair andnded on my cheek


    again. “That’s right. Just listen to me, and you will never suffer the fate of those worthless imbeciles.”


    I didn’t know why, exactly, but I had this nagging feeling that the baddy wasn’t really seeing me when


    she looked into my eyes. Instead, she seemed to be imagining another person in my ce.


    But I was only a child, barely past six years of age. What use could I possibly be for her?


    I couldn’t even begin to figure it out, so I decided to shelve the matter in the meantime. My priority for


    now was to n another escape. “Now,e here. I also got you some new clothes. Come and try


    them out.” She excitedly whipped out a bag containing a bunch of clothes, but they were all too big for


    me. She must have swiped them from some hapless teenagers.


    Even so, the baddy looked pleased with her handiwork. She kept looking me up and down, her smile


    widening by the second. “Not bad Not bad at all. I can already see what you’d look like a few years


    from now.”


    Her words made me ufortable, but I did not dare to protest. I simply struggled with the oversized


    clothes as she made me change into a number of ensembles.


    When she was atst satisfied, she thankfully let me wear my own clothes again.


    “I’ll alter these first to fit you, and then you can wear them,” she said as she stashed therger clothes


    back into the back. Then, she reached out and pinched my cheek again, and even gave it a forceful


    wiggle.


    I pursed my lips and touched my sore cheek. I missed Mommy more than ever. I wondered where she


    was now.


    No sooner had I thought that when the door suddenly burst open. Startled, the baddy quickly


    gathered me into her arms, as though she was afraid that whoever hade would snatch me away.


    A werewolf in a clown costume stood in the doorway. However, my senses instantly perked up as I


    sensed something familiar from the clown.


    The baddy breathed a sigh of relief before impatiently clicking her tongue. “What do you think you’re


    doing here?” she demanded.