This couldn't go on any longer.
They had already completely fallen out with the Kale family.
And with supplies running low, if they still had to share with them, there would be even less left for themselves.
Margaret shot Jack a look, her tone firm and unquestionable. "Go find some rope. Tie them up."
Jack understood instantly. A vicious glint flashed in his eyes.
Patrick trembled slightly, reluctance written across his face.
But under Margaret's gaze, he couldn't resist. In the end, he moved.
Very quickly, the unconscious George and Fiona were bound tightly—hands and feet secured with rope, tied so firmly there was no chance of escape.
Margaret glanced at the couple lying on the floor like lifeless dogs. Unable to hold back, she stepped forward and kicked Fiona hard.
"Shameless bitch—ptui!"
She spat directly onto Fiona's face.
Just thinking about how that wretched woman had slept with her precious son filled her with uncontrollable rage.
