Chapter 151

Michael and Joseph, although perplexed, followed Beatrice’s instructions, assisting her from her sickbed to visit Arabella.

Arabella was staying on the same floor as Dorian, the sixteenth. They had just arrived outside Arabella’s room when they saw Vivienne slowly approaching from the other end of the corridor.

Percival had been in an accident, so Vivienne hadn’t had the chance to visit Dorian in the hospital the day before. She had finally found the time to do so that afternoon.

Naturally, she saw the Hawthorn family members, but she didn’t give a damn. She passed by Arabella’s room without even a second glance at them.

Arabella also saw Vivienne. She sat disheveled on the bed, watching Vivienne walk past her as if she didn’t exist. Arabella could see arrogance, disdain, and schadenfreude in Vivienne’s calm demeanor.

For some reason, Vivienne’s presence reminded Arabella of the masked woman from that night. The calm expression the masked woman wore as she made an incision in Arabella’s abdomen was eerily reminiscent of Vivienne’s.

It was as if they didn’t see her as a living human being but as an object they could manipulate at will.

“Ahh!” She couldn’t help but scream, shouting in terror and rage, “I’m going to kill them! I’m going to kill them all!”

Not only did the Hawthorns standing at the door get a fright, but so did the entire floor of the hospital.

Beatrice rushed

cried and clung to Beatrice. “The police don’t believe me! Have I endured all this

didn’t show sympathy for Arabella but instead taunted her. “Even if the police did believe that someone planted bombs in your stomach, do you think there’s a way to punish them? Can’t you stop making trouble? Who told you to go there in the

when she had

only one who answered

reputation had been ruined due to her false accusations against Dorian. If Beatrice abandoned her too, she would have

to Michael’s taunts, she said nothing. She only sobbed and asked Beatrice, “Granny, what should

worry, Granny has a plan.” Beatrice gently stroked Arabella’s hair. With a glint in her eye and a hint of satisfaction in her voice, she reassured Arabella. “All you

Arabella’s, so he had also heard her scream. At that moment,

nearby muttered, “She should be transferred to the psychiatric ward. Her

then

he remained silent,

room was silent and

Dorian immediately brightened up. “Vivienne is

feeling today?” Vivienne

a life-saving pill. His internal injuries had healed,

Dorian had endured made it hard

should be able to leave the

quietly, watching as Cordelia finished

dishes, Vivienne asked Dorian, “Mr. Hawthorn, did

replied with a flicker in his

press him any further, but she had a feeling that Dorian was hiding something from

it was Cordelia returning, but when they looked up, they

Dorian’s face darkened

mother?!” Beatrice began with a cold laugh. “I’ve been

after me while

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