Sweet Sin - S01 E182

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Sweet Sin - S01 E182

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 182

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[Redd Estate]

Right now, the building is undergoing destruction.

Government sent dozens of bulldozers to bring the main building down because according to Genevieve and Marley’s confession, they buried Seraphina’s triplet siblings on this land before they built the building on it.

They literally built their home on top of their graves.

The government didn’t just send the bulldozers alone.

The cops also brought the criminal couple, and they’re the ones showing the bulldozer drivers the path to the destruction of their home.

With cuffs around their wrists, they were pushed around like the animals that they are.

Genevieve’s red lipstick is still intact, but now it’s fading into oblivion, sign-in her start of sufferings.

Marley’s suit is stained in different spots, his glasses is off, giving him the look of a pauper looking for wealth.

The sound of bulldozers working filled the entire estate, ringing their upcoming doom to them.

“Can I at least go see Dora?” Genevieve said to a cop. “I heard she’s in the hospital cos someone beat her up. She has to be under intensive care at a time like this, otherwise she’d try suicide.”

“Seriously?” The cop faced the woman. “Even your attorneys resigned and refused to represent you both for this case cos they know it’s impossible to win, that should show you how deep this is, but you’re asking of your daughter Dora?”

Another cop laughed.

“I seriously can’t wait for you both to be executed.”

“Executed?” Marley sneered.

“Yes!” Another cop fired. “You killed two newborn babies and did inhumane things to the remaining one of them. You even aborted for her at 14?. Execution is even too small for you animals, but it’s better than imprisoning you both cos you both don’t deserve breathing!”

“Move forward!” They pushed the couple again, roughly.

The last wall of the building was brought down by the bulldozers at noon, and then the digging of the foundation began.

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[Redd Family Hospital]

Bexley jumped out of her taxi in front of the hospital, nearly forgetting to pay the taxi driver.

She had to reverse and throw her pay at him before bolting inside with sweaty face and palms.

She was shaking as she bumped into the reception desk.

“Hey,… Please tell me Allison Hart is in a ward and not in this hospital mortuary, please…”

“Who are you, miss?” A nurse asked.

“Bexley, fûck!” Bexley shouted. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m her younger sister! Her only family!” she showed her palm. “We have the same birthmark!”

“Oh…. Bexley Hart,” the nurse nodded after confirming her identity. “That way,” she pointed back. “Go down that hall, and curve right. She’s the second private ward there.”

“She’s in a ward?” Bexley shed tears of joy immediately.

“She narrowly escaped, Miss.” The nurse smiled. “As a matter of fact, she was already confirmed dead, was in the mortuary, and was about to be embalmed.”

“She’s a strong woman…very fuckin strong. Of course she wouldn’t leave me all alone.” Bexley wiped her tears.

She ran down the hall, bending the curve to meet three hallways that led to three different private wards.

There are names in front of each hallway door, and as she read, she gulped hard.

First one is MISS SERAPHINA

Second one is SAINT ST. GRAVES.

Third one is ALLISON HART.

Bexley’s mind tumbled.

Saint is in a private ward?

Why? How?

Then…she remembered how he called her last night, asking for water and help.

And she washed him with words.

So…his condition was this critical?

“Fûck…” She dipped her fingers into her hair regretfully.

“Bexley?” An unknown voice sounded behind her, making her turn around to see a black man she knows.

“Wait…” She blinked. “You’re Kimmy’s husband,” she recognized him.

“That was before,” Acosta corrected immediately. “Now, I’m just Acosta, Peach’s pops.”

“Oh…” Bexley nodded.

“Allison went home to meet you yesterday. She said you were coming to visit, but then she was kidnapped at home and taken away by the Leader of your club.” Acosta said.

“My…my club?” Bexley stuttered.

“I saw the news, Bexley…” Acosta nodded. “Everyone in this country saw the news… you’re a Delilah. The top Delilah to be precise.”

“I….” Bexley started talking.

“Why’d you do it?” Acosta asked disappointedly. “Why would you join such cult-like club when your sister takes such good care of you?”

“What are you now?” Bexley scoffed. “Are you my father? Or Allison’s mouthpiece? Who said you could act disappointed in my deeds?”

“This ain’t the time to act like a delinquent, fûck!” Acosta raised his voice. “Fact still remains that your sister is unconscious, and the cause of it is your club Leader! You sell your nakedness for money, dance for sinners for money when your sister works hard to give you everything you want? She sends you allowance monthly, Bexley! She pays your school tuition and changes your wardrobe too! What else do you fuckin want from her!”

Bexley gulped.

“And now, she’s laying down there in coma…” Acosta added.

“What!” Bexley gasped.

“Yeah, coma…” He nodded. “You heard that right. She narrowly escaped death, and now she’s in coma which I’m grateful for cos at least there’s still hope that she’ll wake up, but here you are, with your nudes flying around as a Delilah. Of course I’m disappointed, cos Allison would be disappointed too.”

He left her there and entered Seraphina’s private ward hall.

Bexley sniffled, trying to keep her tears inside, but the tears won.

It ran out of her eyes as she went down, squatting between Saint and Allison’s hall.

She covered her mouth with her palm to keep herself quiet as she cried regretfully.

She’d have been behind bars by now if her innocence wasn’t proven.

She was proved to be just a innocent dancer who committed no sin to enter the club, and that’s why she was released, but even with the release, can she walk freely now?

Now, she’s like a porn actress.

Who’s gonna believe she’s still a virgin? Who’s gonna believe she hasn’t been touched?

She only danced naked.

Nothing more.