Chapter 589

After a moment, he quickly came up with a solution. “Since you made Aubree go hungry every day, your punishment will be to eat even more."

He immediately told the kitchen staff to start cooking. “Carmen, don’t say that I don’t care about you. I’m worried you’ll upset your stomach, so I specially asked them to make you something digestible.”

Carmen’s whole body trembled as she threw a pleading look at Ronald. “Dad…”

But Ronald turned his head away, pretending not to hear her.

Carmen felt a chill run through her, from the pit of her stomach all the way to her fingertips. It was like she’d just been pulled out of ice-cold water.

“It’ll take a while for the food to be ready, so let’s not drag this out. It’s getting late, and I don’t want to mess up Aubree’s sleep,” Trevor said.

Those words almost made Aubree laugh. 'Trevor has been an actor for so long that he actually thinks he’s some kind of perfect brother now?' she thought mockingly.

However, she looked quite forward to seeing just what Trevor would end up doing to Carmen.

“Dad, the cane is in the study, right?” Trevor asked.

As soon as he said that, Ronald paused for just a couple of seconds before telling the butler to fetch it.

The cane was a specially made rattan stick, about a foot and a half long. It was super flexible and covered in sharp little thorns. When it hit one, it tore up one’s skin and flesh, but never broke any bones.

Back when Aubree was living with the Wilson family, she got beaten with that cane more times than she could count. If she didn’t know that, except for Carmen, the other four Wilson siblings had all gotten a taste of it once or twice, she would’ve thought they made it just for her when she moved in.

Carmen’s face turned deathly pale. “Dad, please, don’t. My health is terrible. I might actually die.”

She finally thought of an excuse to get her out of this situation. She had a heart condition after all.

If Carmen hadn’t mentioned it, Aubree would’ve almost forgotten about her so-called heart condition.

Back when Aubree was living with the Wilson family, Carmen’s heart problems would flare up at the drop of a hat. Even after Aubree left, Carmen still got worked up over her plenty of times. Yet, Carmen was still alive and kicking.

Ronald let out a sigh. “Carmen, we’ve taken care of you all these years. Don’t you think you should repay our kindness?”

He made it sound like as long as Carmen took her punishment, Aubree would forgive all of them.

That was when Carmen finally understood that it wasn’t that the others didn’t want to do something to her; it was just that no one else ever actually acted on it the way Trevor did.

Trevor was already closing in with the cane in hand. “You’ll be fine. You’ve had regular check-ups all these years, and your health has been just great. Even if something does happen, don’t worry. The Wilson family has more than enough money to treat you.

“Let’s not waste time. Go down on your knees. You owe it to Aubree for all the times she had to kneel. When you eat later, do so on your knees, right in front of Aubree. I can’t remember how many times Aubree got beaten before. We’ll just keep going until the food is done.”

Aubree watched the whole scene, clicking her tongue softly. ‘Trevor is completely heartless,’ she thought.

As for stopping him, that was the last thing on her mind. Trevor did have a point. After everything she’d been through, it was only fair for some of that suffering to be redressed.

Emery had lost the use of his hands and was imprisoned for three years. He was still behind bars, paying for it. Trevor’s career was mostly ruined; he carried the weight of a life lost on his conscience, and he existed as a mere shadow of a man for a long time.

Honestly, just getting a beating was letting Carmen off easy.

Carmen was bawling and throwing a tantrum, but in the end, she was pinned down and made to kneel right at Aubree’s feet.

Carmen was bawling her eyes out, snot streaming down her face. “Aubree, save me! I was wrong, I swear I was wrong. Can you please forgive me just this once?”

Aubree propped her chin on her hand, adding fuel to the fire. “Trevor, are you stalling because you’re hoping Alice and Daxton will rush back to save her?”

She hadn’t even finished speaking when the cane sliced through the air with a sharp crack.