章 437: Live Broadcast

Ella remained calm, quietly watching Tiffany. The serene expression in her eyes surprised Tiffany and filled her with frustration.

She had come expecting to see Ella agitated, desperate, perhaps even hysterical. 

But this woman, no matter the trials she faced, remained as steady as a mountain and as calm as a breeze—even in the face of death.

Tiffany's chest rose and fell rapidly as her face twisted with anger. "Ella! Why aren't you saying anything? Why aren't you crying, begging, or breaking down? Eric abandoned you! Don't you feel like a failure? Don't you think you're pathetic and miserable?" 

Ella's pale lips curved into a faint smile, and despite her sickly pallor, her face seemed to regain a touch of vitality.