Deewa said coldly, "It was probably when I was sixteen. My first time was taken by that bastard when he raped me. He was raping me while beating me, and he threatened to kill both of us if I dared tell my mother."
"She was timid back then... It's no use regretting now. I still have to earn money for my mother's medical treatment and to support my grandmother in her old age. Otherwise, I would have killed him along with myself long ago."
Although she didn't say much, her calmness instead allowed others to more directly sense her hatred.
After a moment of silence, Deewa asked once more, "Are you confident you can make him go to prison?"
"Don't worry, I already have a plan."
Luis gritted his teeth and said, "Since you hate him so much, then consider it a way to vent your anger for you. It's a bit troublesome, but I will absolutely make that bastard rot in prison."
"What is your plan?"
Deewa's eyes lit up, and she said eagerly, "Is there any way I can help?"
