Heiress Unmasked: Shaking the World With Geomancy novel Chapter 414

The officer silently cursed, but he still pressed down on Otis with all his strength.

Along with the officers who had come in response to the commotion, they rushed Otis to the hospital.

What they didn't know was that in a high-end residential area on the other side of the city, a 17-year-old boy was going through the exact same ordeal as Otis.

It felt as though his soul was being skinned alive. The pain was excruciating as if he was on the brink of death, yet he remained agonizingly conscious.

Even though his body bore no visible wounds, any touch from his family sent searing pain through him as if his flesh was being ripped apart.

Unlike Otis who clawed at his own flesh in agony, the boy lashed out at his family in a frenzy of pain. He tore at their skin until their faces and bodies were covered in bloody, mangled flesh.

His family was stunned and believed he had gone mad from torturing cats. But both Otis and the boy knew in their hearts that they hadn't gone mad—they were being punished. The cats and dogs they had cruelly tortured and killed had returned as malevolent spirits to exact their revenge.

The retribution of the cat spirits continued until the early hours of dawn.

Shannon stayed awake all night, watching as the last trace of the grudge on the talisman dissipated with the first light of morning. She finally let out a soft sigh of relief before closing her eyes and falling into deep sleep.

The next day, the Internet was still abuzz with heated debates over the previous day's events, but no one knew that those responsible had received a punishment they would never forget.

In a high-end residence in the city center, an elderly man with graying hair and a somber expression was reading through the online discussions. He finally clicked on a compilation of highlights of clips featuring Shannon.

As he watched the footage of the young lady no more than 18 years old, who was ruining his destiny, a malicious glint slowly emerged in his clouded eyes.

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse. The sound that came from his throat was like the creaking of rusty bellows.

"So, it's you. Time and again, you've destroyed my cursed bone…"

She dared act so boldly at such a young age with just a few skills. She didn't fear failure.