Chapter 12: Help Me Escape

A deep frown emerged on Amy's face, and her hand clenched tightly. "How could you?" She ambled closer to her father. "How could you give your daughter to a cold, despicable man like that? "

Mr. Adolpho's smile widened, and he sat up straight in his seat. "Would you have it if I gave you away?" He gazed at her with a slightly raised brow.

Amy unclenched her hand just as her face became complicated. She flickered her eyes and a grimace emerged on her face. She raised her eyes to glance at her father, who was staring at her in a questioning manner.

"No... I would not have preferred it." Her clenched fist tightened "-And just like I don't, she doesn't either." She took a slight breath, and her eyes blinked in letdown. She glanced at her father, and what seemed like pity flashed in her eyes. "I know that she can be disobedient at times, but she's your daughter."

"You hit her every day, torture her every day. Isn't that enough? Why do you have to sell her off to such a despicable and cruel man? " Amy shook her head in disappointment.

Mr. Adolpho's face darkened when he heard those words, and he stood up from his seat. He walked over to his daughter and leaned very close to her.

"Listen here: just because you're my favourite daughter doesn't mean you have the privilege to question my decisions and actions." He drew back and walked back to his seat. "Get out of my office and close the door behind you. I may not be as magnanimous as I am today." He waved his hand at her and resumed reading the documents.

Amy shook her head and gave him a disdained look. "I am so disappointed in you. I find it hard to believe you are my father." With her hand balled into a tight fist, she turned around and left the office, furiously slamming the door behind her.

She sauntered through the hallway and stopped in front of the attic door, where Leia was locked inside. Deep breaths escaped her nose as she slowly shoved the door open. She slipped her slender body inside and her eyes fell on Leia, who was seated by the window, caressing a bat stick in her hands.

Leia turned her head, Immediately, she noticed someone walking towards her. Her cold eyes stared at Amy, who was ambling towards her. Her brows creased, and she gazed at Amy in a questioning manner.

Amy walked over to her and sat down beside her. "I heard about it." She curled her knees to her chest and gazed out the window.

"And what about it?" Leia asked with a cold tone, clearly annoyed.

"Leia, I know you're hurt, but please, don't hate Dad." Amy turned her head and gently grabbed her left hand.

Leia's face puckered in irritation, and she yanked her hand back. "If that is what you came here to tell me, please do me a favor and leave." She raised her eyes and coldly glared at Amy.

Amy took a deep breath and fluttered her eyes with a cynical expression on her face. "Is there any way I can help you? If there is, then I am willing to help." She stared at Leia with full sincerity in her eyes.

Leia halted caressing the bat stick and fixated her gaze on Amy. She stared at her for a while, and a half-smile crept up her lips. "There is indeed something you can help me with."

Amy's eyes lit up, and she furiously nodded her head, "Just tell me what it is and I will help you with it." A wide smile formed on her lips, and she gazed at Leia with anticipation in her eyes.

Leia smirked when she saw her reaction, and her eyes flickered. "Help me escape." Testing this sister of hers won't be so bad. She might not be as hostile towards her as she is towards her father, but that doesn't mean that she trusts her one bit!

Amy, whose face was plastered with a wide smile, suddenly turned complicated. She felt as though a bucket of cold water had been splashed on her when she heard Leia's request. Hesitancy glinted in her eyes, and she slowly let go of her hand. What Leia just asked of her is something she can't do. Not to mention her father's wrath, he would make her wish she was dead.

She raised her eyes and gazed at Leia with a pessimistic expression on her face. "Leia, look... It's not that I-"

"You can't do it, can you?" Leia cut her off before she could finish her sentence. She lifted her eyes and smirked at her, while her fingers still caressed the bat stick. "Don't worry, I expected that." She glanced at the scorching sun, which was about to set, and a soft chuckle escaped her lips.

Amy lowered her head and her hand balled into a fist. She does want to help Leia, but she is scared. She is afraid of what the consequences will be if she gets caught by their father.

"Leia, you don't have to escape; I will go talk to father and plead with him." She gently grabbed Leia's chin and made her look at her. "You don't have to take such risks."

Leia yanked her hand and jerked it away. "If you can't help me, please leave and don't bother me." Her face turned ashen, and she glared at Amy. How embarrassing it would be to have Amy go plead on her behalf. She had sworn to never give that man the satisfaction and she wouldn't, not in this life nor the next!

Amy's hand clenched tightly and she stood up from the cold floor. She glanced at Leia and turned around to leave. She grabbed the doorknob to open it, but as though having a second thought, she stopped. She felt guilty. Her conscience was pricking her, telling her that she would be the most ungrateful sister in the whole world if she walked out of the room without helping Leia.

Her grip on the doorknob tightened and a deep breath escaped her nose. If she walks out of this door without helping Leia, she doubts she will ever sleep peacefully. Amy bit her lip and hesitantly turned around. She glanced at Leia, and a soft sigh left her mouth. "Fine... I will help you."

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