Chapter 472
Jane Evans's pupils contracted sharply.
She stared at Justin in disbelief.
Her gaze then fell on Mrs. Evans.
She dropped to her knees with a thud.
Tears streamed down her face.
She shook her head desperately at Mrs. Evans.
This was a matter of life and death.
She could no longer afford to be stubborn.
Her hands trembled as she signed: [I am your daughter! I am your daughter!]
Mrs. Evans did not understand sign language.
She looked down coldly at Jane Evans.
She watched the girl frantically point at her own chest and then at her.
But she completely failed to grasp the meaning.
For some reason.
Mrs. Evans suddenly remembered what Second Aunt Amelia had said today: "...Have you ever considered that your Belle might have encountered someone like Jane Evans?"
Looking at the young girl, who was the same age as her daughter.
A tiny crack appeared in Mrs. Evans' hardened heart.
She clenched her jaw and looked at Jason. "...What exactly do you intend to do to her?"
Jason spoke with feigned grievance. "Auntie, what could I possibly do? I just want a proper apology from her. I need to vent my anger."
He glanced at Jane Evans and suddenly smiled. "Auntie, I helped you find Belle. Is this small request really too much?"
Belle...
Jane Evans's eyes widened in shock as she stared at Jason!
He knew everything!
He had been fully aware from the moment he stole the jade pendant!
He even looked directly at her while saying it.
He was doing this on purpose...
Jane Evans trembled with rage.
She continued signing: [It's me! I am her!]
Unfortunately, Mrs. Evans and Justin couldn't understand.
Mrs. Evans seemed about to say something more.
But Justin had already stepped forward and kicked Jane Evans in the back.
She fell forward onto the ground.
Her hands were now pinned, unable to sign.
Justin said coldly, "Mom, we're about to find out where sister is. Don't go soft now."
Mrs. Evans averted her gaze and said harshly, "Don't worry. I won't."
Jane Evans felt utterly hopeless.
She opened her mouth but no sound came out.
She could only struggle weakly, pointing at herself.
Trying to tell them she was Zhao Bao'er!
Jason, because he understood her signs, actually laughed. "Jane Evans, do you have something to say? What is it you want to say?"
Jane Evans stared at him with pure hatred.
Justin impatiently urged, "Jason, whatever you're going to do, do it quickly! Then tell us about Belle!"
Jane Evans looked at Justin, stunned.
Her eyes filled with terror and despair.
Justin grabbed her hair. "Thinking we'll let you go? Impossible."
He crouched down, forcing her to look at him. "Cooperate nicely with Jason. Make him happy! Then he'll tell us where my sister is, and you can leave sooner... Otherwise, don't blame me for helping him teach you a lesson!"
He released her.
Jane Evans's forehead hit the concrete, scraping it bloody.
She stared blankly at Justin, then at Mrs. Evans.
Mrs. Evans said icily, "Little girl, you'd best cooperate and please Jason. Let him vent his anger so he helps us find our daughter!"
Justin chimed in, "Exactly! Someone as lowly as you being connected to my sister is an honor! Hurry up... Jason, what exactly do you want to do?!"
Jason gave a vicious grin. "What do I want to do? She ruined my ability to carry on the family line. Today, I'm going to ruin her!"
He pointed at Jane Evans. "I want her to strip naked right here! Let me have a good look!!"
Jane Evans's pupils constricted violently!
Mrs. Evans frowned slightly.
Justin placed a hand on her shoulder. "Mom, if you can't bear to watch, don't look..."
Mrs. Evans stared at Jane Evans.
If it weren't for her daughter, she would never treat a young girl like this...
Thinking of Belle...
She turned away resolutely and issued a cold command. "Make it quick! Don't cause a death."
"Yes."
Jason smiled triumphantly.
He ordered the bodyguards. "What are you waiting for? Get on with it! Strip her clothes off! Not a single piece left! Hahahaha..."
Several bodyguards immediately stepped forward.
Jane Evans trembled in fear, scrambling backward.
She looked at them in horror, tears welling in her eyes.
No... don't do this to her...
Please don't!
Jane Evans wept bitterly, frantically waving her hands, but it was useless.
Her sign language, her pleas for help... Justin and Mrs. Evans couldn't see them...
In this moment, she regretted it.
She shouldn't have been so stubborn, refusing to reveal herself, driving herself into a corner...
She backed into a wall.
The bodyguards closed in with lecherous smiles.
Someone grabbed her arm, yanking her up.
Other hands groped at her body.
Jane Evans struggled desperately...
But she was no match for their strength...
She cried in despair, a metallic taste of blood rising in her throat...
No!
Mom! Brother!
No!
Jane Evans screamed inside her heart.
As the sound of fabric tearing echoed—her sleeve ripped apart.
She finally found her voice:
"Mom, I—I am Belle!"