Cornelia struggled to rise from the floor, her wrists and ankles bound together, forcing her into the same kneeling position as Bernard and the others.
This posture was clearly Serena's way of forcing them into submission.
Wheeling her chair forward, Serena towered over them as they knelt, bound to the pillars by her subordinates. The sight filled her with vindictive satisfaction, yet she also pitied them. If only they had played fair, they wouldn't have fallen to such lows.
Cornelia didn't resist. Instead, she looked up with a mix of disappointment and disbelief. "Was it you who ordered us to be tied up?"
"Surprised? Unexpected?" Serena smiled. "Don't worry, your precious granddaughter will come to save you soon. Do you know why I had you bound here instead of with your son and daughter-in-law? Because soon, I want to see who Rosemary will choose to save first – you or her parents."
