Chapter 4: Chapter 3: Truth (Part 2)

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Amelia Walker lowered her head to look at her daughter Ruby Carter, "You can't accept it, can you?" Suddenly, she burst into laughter. It was a cold and piercing laughter. Helen Blair stared at her in shock. In her memory, Amelia Walker was always gentle, understanding, and comforting, no matter when and where. Helen couldn't believe that such laughter would come from Amelia's mouth.

Helen Blair stood up, walked to Amelia Walker, and stared at her.

Amelia didn't notice her presence at all as she reached out and grabbed Ruby Carter's arm. Her delicate face showed a gloomy expression. "You think I accept it? All the things I've done are for you and your brother! I've been with your father for so many years, nameless and unrecognized, finally to endure until today. Do you think I'm willing to pretend to smile at this bitch..." She pointed to Helen, lying on the hospital bed,

Helen's face turned pale in an instant, "Auntie..."

"But she still holds 15% of Blair Group's shares and is favored by those old loyalists. If I don't gain her trust, how can I gain a foothold in the Carter Family and Blair Group! Do you think I really care about her? I wish she were dead!" Amelia clenched her teeth, and her deep-seated hatred was conveyed through her voice. "If Isabella Blair knew that I turned her daughter into such a person, what would she feel? If she knew that I instigated her daughter into drug addiction and almost ruined her reputation, what would she feel then?"

Helen only felt the world spinning, her legs giving out, and she collapsed on the ground, tears uncontrollably pouring out.

The auntie she had always respected and admired like a mother... wished for her death! All the pain she had suffered before was caused by her...

Hate? Yes, there was hate, but more than that was sorrow, and heartache...

A kind of bone-chilling cold emerged from the depths of her heart, quickly penetrating every part of her body, making her tremble involuntarily.

Amelia Walker walked to the bedside, sneering at the Helen lying there, and suddenly reached out and ripped off the white cloth, revealing Helen Blair's pale face.

Amelia laughed, "Serves her right to die! She should have died long ago! Why should she overshadow my children? Why should my children live under her halo?! Back then, her mother snatched away my loved one, and when she got cancer, it was her retribution! She had money and hired the best doctors in the world to perform surgery for her, thinking she could escape! How could I just let her live while I suffered? Your mother died because of me. When I told her that Sebastian Carter had been secretly with me all along and had a daughter with me, she passed out from anger, and died that night. Now, you die at the hands of my daughter, what is this called? This is retribution! This is the inescapable net of justice! This is what you mother and daughter owe us; you deserve this end. Now I'm telling you all the truth, so you can die with clarity!"

Helen's head buzzed, and she felt her blood rushing backward. She didn't care about anything and charged at Amelia, shouting, "What did you say?! So you are the reason my mother died! You evil woman!"

But all her anger, all her sadness, was futile. Amelia was unaffected, and her body passed through Amelia and crashed to the ground.

Helen lay on the ground, pounding the floor with her hand, sobbing uncontrollably, her heart bleeding!

Ruby Carter stood up and walked to Amelia Walker, first looking timidly at Helen on the bed, then asking her mother nervously, "Mom, what should I do now? How can I explain this to Dad? What if the police come to arrest me?" She glanced at the corpse again and hid behind Amelia.

Amelia glared at her, "What? You have the guts to do it, but not the guts to face it? Useless! What are you afraid of? She died from an allergic reaction; the police won't find anything. Even if they do, your father will help you settle it!"

Ruby was still worried, "Dad won't blame me? And he'll help me fix it?"

Helen turned her head to look at the mother and daughter and shouted, "No, he won't! I am his daughter; my father would never let me die without knowing the truth!"

Amelia sneered, "Helen Blair will soon be 25 years old, and he was worried about handing over that 15% of the shares to her. Now that she's dead, his troubles are over. Besides, your father cares about his image; he wouldn't spread the family's dirty laundry. Plus, with the prospect of a marriage alliance with the Hoffman Family, he wouldn't want to lose one daughter and risk another. I saw through Sebastian Carter a long time ago. If he truly cared about feelings, he wouldn't have let me say those words in front of Isabella Blair back then!"

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