The Keating Family, within the basent.
Stifled sounds echoed through the dark environnt, filled with despair and anger.
Giselle Keating was locked in the dungeon, shaking the iron door with all her might, shouting incessantly, "Let out!"
"Soone..."
She had been trapped here for so long, so long that she felt she would never get out.
Giselle Keating was once the most dazzling jewel of the Keating Family; how could she resign herself to being trapped here.
She wanted to get out, the desire nearly driving her mad.
Suddenly, a voice rang out, "Giselle Keating, are you willing to be locked in here for the rest of your life? Eleanor Sterling took everything from you. She stole your identity as the Keating Family’s daughter, took your parents, and even your man. Are you willing to let that happen?"
Giselle Keating trembled violently, looking around desperately, trying to find the source of the voice.
But she still couldn’t find who was speaking.
Willing? Of course not!
"Who are you? Who are you?"
A cold laugh echoed, "Do you want to get out and take revenge yourself? Take back everything that’s yours, and drag Eleanor Sterling down to hell."
An overwhelming rage overflowed from Giselle Keating’s crimson eyes, the words echoing relentlessly in her mind.
Drag Eleanor Sterling to hell...
She seed to see such a scene already and burst into a hysterical, exhilarated laugh.
Why should she be tortured here, while Eleanor Sterling lived carefreely?
She hated fiercely!
Why is heaven so kind to Eleanor Sterling?
"Why! I want revenge!"
The scream of fury burst from her mouth.
She lay on the ground like a beast, screaming piercingly, having lost all reason.
"Who are you? Co out! I want revenge, let out!"
A shadow slowly stepped in, and he opened the iron door. Giselle Keating, seeing her regained freedom, imdiately got up and rushed out.
"Without my help, you can’t escape the Keating Family."
The mysterious man said as he looked at Giselle Keating.
Giselle’s body stiffened. She turned around, stepping forward to grab the man, "Take out! Quickly, take out."
"Don’t worry, I’m here to take you out."
After he spoke, the man wrapped his arm around Giselle Keating and lifted her, walking directly outside.
Seeing the scene outside, the murderous intent in Giselle Keating’s eyes surged and spread.
Eleanor Sterling, Tristan Keating, Xavier Keating, Ronan Keating, the entire Keating Family — she wouldn’t spare any of them!
They ruined everything she had; she wanted vengeance!
She would drag them all down to hell.
The mysterious figure led Giselle Keating away from the Keating Family.
Tristan quickly received news that Giselle Keating had escaped, his expression darkened, and he said, "In such a place, how could she possibly escape?"
"Soone blocked the surveillance and took her away."
Tristan’s brow knitted tightly. Previously, he had Ronan tell Eleanor to return, but now with Giselle Keating’s escape, would Eleanor think it was intentional?
He thought of sothing and asked, "What about Hugo Griffin and Rosalie Ray? Did they escape?"
"No, they’re still held captive."
Tristan’s expression sank; Giselle Keating had escaped, but the other two hadn’t.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Assign more people to keep an eye on those two; don’t let anything happen to them, and then send soone to find Giselle Keating."
"Yes, I’ll take care of it right away."
The assistant received the order and exited.
Tristan sat on the sofa, his face showing a hint of worry.
Giselle Keating was ruthless; after escaping, would she pose a threat to Eleanor Sterling?
While he was troubled, footsteps sounded.
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