The Pinnacle Of Life

Madame Claire Assex’s car was still around, but she was missing.

“Where’s my mother?”

“Where did she go?”

Lady Beatrice Assex was in a frenzy. She tugged at her hair and scratched her face. She was so worried that tears came streaming down her face. It was clear that she was on excellent terms with her mother.

Right then, a security guard quickly ran over. “Miss Assex, why are you covered in blood?”

Lady Beatrice couldn’t be bothered to explain. “Did you see my mother? Her car is here, but why isn’t she here?” she hurriedly asked.

“Your mother has been taken to the hospital. Now, she’s already at First City Hospital. My colleagues and I took her there together,” the security guard quickly said.

Alex and Lady Beatrice quickly got into the car and headed to First City Hospital.

Fortunately, Lady Beatrice’s phone was still in the car. She quickly gave her sister, Lady Dorothy Assex, a call. She didn’t expect to receive a notification that Lady Dorothy’s phone was turned off.

“Oh my goodness. This is worrying. Why does my sister always have her phone turned off these days?” Lady Beatrice mumbled.

mother won’t die! Isn’t there a saying that goes, good people don’t live long, but terrible people live a thousand years? Your mother is such a terrible person. She’d at least

looked

you hate my mother a

chuckled softly. “I

her. She caught him with another woman in bed. That was what triggered her temper! She does actually deserve pity. If another woman

it happen?”

Lady Beatrice nodded.

happened to be checking out my mother’s art exhibition.

a painter. Alex knew a little about this. Her art pieces were quite good too. A few of those were

she was too severely affected by the fact

that the phone call might very likely be from that woman.

mother broke in through the door angrily, and she wanted to hit that woman. In the end, my father even helped that woman. I’ve never seen him like

hit my mother as if he wanted to kill her. He pushed her to the ground, and she knocked her head against the table, and she bled profusely. However, he didn’t even care about her. He even hit me. From then on, I no longer had a

said. This was the first time he heard

your

Lady Beatrice

then, my sister was preparing for her university

Lady Beatrice