My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 338

Chapter 338: Psychopathic Girl
All of a sudden, she saw the very same car she’d been dropped off from on her first day. Two girls were dragged out, and once Anastasia’s blue eyes landed on those familiar empty dark ones, a cold chill ran down her spine.

Avery was dragged out by Samantha’s henchmen, alongside Eve. Their appearance at the factory had caught Anastasia off guard; she didn’t even know how to react to seeing them, especially Avery.

She’d thought that leaving the house meant she was finally free from Avery’s twisted displays of madness, but life had other plans. It seemed like no matter where she went, Avery’s shadow loomed, a constant reminder that freedom was still out of reach.

If they were brought to the factory, it only meant they were going to be surrogates too.

Anastasia couldn’t picture seeing Avery pregnant and looking normal. She was sure the girl would stab her very own stomach if she wasn’t watched.

Avery made eye contact with Anastasia, her face blank from any expression. There were no creepy smiles of hers dancing on the edge of her lips.

However, seeing Avery made Anastasia feel like an obstacle had been placed in front of her.

She tore her gaze from Avery to look at Eve.

Eve didn’t look completely devastated.

Who wouldn’t be glad they were brought to the factory? If only they didn’t use their womb to make money, then her views for the large estate would have been different.

Both Avery and Eve were taken inside, probably to meet Samantha who would assign them to their rooms.

“Hey, do you know any of those girls?” Nadine tapped Anastasia on the shoulder.

She nodded. “That’s Avery and Eve.”

“Who doesn’t know Avery? That girl is a real maniac,” a surrogate added, her eyes lingering at the entrance where the girls had disappeared with the henchmen.

“You know Avery?” Anastasia asked, completely surprised.

“Of course,” the surrogate woman responded. “You see, I’ve been in this factory for about six months but before that, I was living in the same house with Avery and a few other girls for about a year or two. Believe me when I say that girl is a maniac.”

Anastasia frowned. “How long has Avery been a sex slave?”

Another surrogate who’d been eavesdropping on their conversation replied, “For about five years now. We were both brought up at the same time about five years ago. When I wasn’t bought by any man, Samantha brought me here to be a surrogate. Avery was bought a few times, but was always returned due to one thing or the other.”

Now Anastasia, Nadine, and the other lady frowned in confusion.

“She was once returned because she kept acting like a crazy woman, creeping up on her master and watching him sleep. The man was terrified so he quickly returned her,” she explained.

“Oh, I remember that one,” the first surrogate began, her tone laced with unease. “There was a time she painted the walls with her blood and accused another girl of doing it.

“Samantha punished the poor girl by making her scrub the blood off and then bathe in the filthy water. Luckily for her, Samantha got distracted with something else and didn’t follow through with her usual cruelty.”

She paused, her voice lowering as if afraid someone might overhear. “Another time, two other girls and I caught Avery holding a bloody knife. By the next morning, we found the body of the girl she’d accused. Not long after that, the two girls who were with me that night also died under suspicious circumstances.”

She shuddered, wrapping her arms around herself. “I was lucky Samantha transferred me here. Otherwise, I’m sure I’d have met the same fate.”

Now, Nadine and Anastasia were the ones to feel disgusted.

When Avery had tricked Anastasia into thinking she could help her escape, Avery had lied she’d been in the house for only two years when it was five years. Not only that. She’d been wasting the lives of other girls who were living under the same roof as her.

It was unusual and disturbing at the same time, making Anastasia want to gag and throw up.

“And Samantha never cared to investigate who killed those girls?” Nadine asked.

“What was there to investigate?” the first surrogate said, her voice trembling slightly. “There was no proof. The cameras didn’t catch anything, so there was nothing to follow up on. And after the two girls died—before they even had the chance to speak—I was too shaken to say anything about what I’d seen that night.”

She paused, glancing around nervously as if Avery might appear at any moment. “I was terrified she’d come after me next, so I stayed out of her way. I avoided her completely until the day I was transferred here.”

“Just great! Now we have a psychopathic girl who will be living in our midst,” Nadine sighed, gently rubbing her baby bump.

“If things don’t go as planned as Samantha wants it, then she could still be transferred back,” the first surrogate replied.

Meanwhile, Anastasia was deep in her thoughts as their words hovered above her head.

With no doubt, she knew having Avery near her would cause her trouble.

However, why was the girl killing so many girls all for nothing? It wasn’t like they were in some kind of competition with each other regarding who would be sold first—

Something immediately dawned on Anastasia.

Avery had killed Elizabeth and Angelina who had a very good chance of getting sold during the night of the crimson. Anastasia also had a very good chance of getting sold the same night during the crimson, but Avery had tricked her, destroying her plans and which led her to getting punished.

Anastasia turned to the first surrogate.

“The girl that Avery killed with the bloody knife, was she up for sale?” She asked.

The woman tried to recall her memories before she nodded. “Yes, the girl was up for sale. Although the two other girls who were with me that night weren’t.”

“If that’s the case, Avery only goes after girls that have a high chance of getting sold,” Anastasia concluded.