Chapter 132: Look At The Fucking Mirror

"Oops! That's on the high side but I guess if I can work hard, I can save up," Amy said.

"I can help with half the amount. My company needs a computer operator that will review the daily activity of the company and send daily reports to the company's mail, also someone that can manage their social media accounts and run social media promotion for our products. Can you do that?"

"Yes, I can. I am very grateful," Amy said. She already learnt all these skills when she was working as a secretary at Callan's company and woking hard to grow his company before he told her to rest and then employ a new secretary who he eventually started sleeping with.

"Alright. Your one month salary together with the amount I planned on giving you would be enough for you to travel. So once you get back to your country, you will know how to sort yourself, right?" Clara asked.

"Yes. Erm...I don't have anywhere to stay, I don't want to be a burden to you and your husband, is there a way I can rent a house and probably pay by the end of the month" Amy asked. She doesn't really know how things work here.

"I'm a single mother living happily alone with my child. Don't worry, though there are only two rooms here, one for me and one my son, but the two of us can begin to stay in a room while Richard continue staying in his room." Clara said.

"But won't I be a burden to you and your kid?"

"It's just one month so it's no big deal," Clara said and stood," come let's eat. I also need to run you through some things about the company. Don't worry, I assure you that you will get the job."

Amy stood and thanked her again then they went to eat. Amy was glad that she will eventually travel back to NorthHill in a month time. She can't wait. She can't wait to reunite back with her kids and probably with Broderick Alessandro.

*

Irvin was seated before Broderick Alessandro at Ba's mansion. Irvin had woken and become conscious though he hasn't resumed his work as the second in command in the underworld.

"I had to lie to protect my sister. I'm so sorry, boss," Irvin apologized sincerely.

"What other lies have you told me?"

"None, sir. This is the first and last lie, I promise. I will accept whatever punishment you give me," Irvin said.

"You protected my woman. I can't think of any punishment for you now. Just recover quickly, I have a lot of works for you," Broderick said and Irvin nodded.

Broderick had already ordered his temporary second in command to search for Amy in all neighboring countries. Infact, Amy's picture was sent to the embassy of many countries that if they find Amy, they should report but until now, there was no feedback from any of them.

"Explain how you were kidnapped for me, run me through everything without leaving any details untouched," Broderick demanded and Irvin immediately began to explain.

After he was done, he said, "Boss, I'm also willing to find my sister so I will do everything in my capacity to find her. And as for Michael...I pray we find him so we can show him what pain looks like."

"You can leave now," Broderick dismissed Irvin and drove home as Broderick to his home. He walked straight inside the empty room he kept Martha.

Martha was seated on the floor, totally messed up. Broderick had dragged her in here roughly on the day Amy was taken away from the movable house. His principle does not afford him the chance to punish old people severely. He could only give them punishment he considered minor. Like making Nell become homeless and making the mayor and Edith become bankrupt and letting them live with the knowledge of the fact that their daughter had been kept and being punished by him.

Anytime Martha sees Broderick appear in the room, she always have so much fear cause of the torture he always makes her go through. Everyday, Martha kept praying for death but it wasn't coming. She was looking at him fearfully and begged as she always do," Mr. Broderick, please! Please!"

Broderick walked up to her and grabbed her neck tightly then pulled her up. She was very light cause she had not tasted food for the past six days. Except for water and wine that Broderick's guard serve her with, nothing else. She was not allowed to eat anything solid.

"Your parents conspired with Michael to take my woman away. I tell you, even if find her after ten years, then I will never get tired of torturing you every single day, both in the morning and at night," Broderick slammed her heavily to the wall making her shout in pain.

Broderick brought out a scissor and held her hair tight, he pulled her hair hard and began to cut all her hairs mercilessly. Martha looked like a homeless somebody after Broderick was done.

Broderick placed a call across to one of his men to bring a clipper, blade and mirror as he took steps back. Soon, his guard appeared with these tools.

"Take off every single hair on her head and her eyes, both her eyebrows and her eyelashes, I want her to look like a demon." Broderick commanded.

"Mr. Broderick, please... please!" Martha cried but the guard immediately made her sit then he began to shave her hair. In a jiffy, he was done. Indeed, Martha looked like a demon. She no longer have any trace of hair on her head neither did she have an eyebrow nor an eyelash.

The mirror was placed before her but Martha didn't want to see how she looked like so she kept her head lowered, trying to avoid looking at the mirror.

"Look at the fucking mirror!" Broderick shouted and she immediately raised her gaze up and looked at the mirror.

Seeing that she looked like a demon, Martha began to cry. Broderick smiled satisfactory and told the the guard in the room to leave.

"By the time I'm done with you, even a demon will be appreciated more than you. I will destroy every single thing in you, your bones are already growing weak. I'm coming here tomorrow to inject your blood, you will be worse than an imbecile," Broderick said and turned from her.

Martha picked up her high heels that had been by a side of the room, she did what she had always been scared to. She stood quickly and ran to hit him on the back of his head with the heels of the shoe. Broderick groaned in pain as she had hit her with all the strength left in her.

Broderick struggled to remain standing but she hit him again and again and again and again and again and again.