Pam was over the moon, patting the bed, "Tonight, right here, Mommy will sleep with you."


    "Okay."


    yton watched Pam''s joyful expression, deeply moved.


    Elysia said, "Her condition is psychological, and it just so happens I know a bit about psychology. If Mr. Hawkins doesn''t mind, I could take a look at her."


    yton was surprised, "Ms. Thorne knows psychology?!"


    Evan and Emmett immediately chimed in, "Our mommy is amazing, she even knows medicine!"


    yton looked impressed, "Then I''d be grateful if Ms. Thorne could check on her when she has the time."


    "Don''t mention it. Would now be a good time for me to have a moment alone with her?"


    "Of course, I''ll be right outside. Just call if you need anything."


    "Will do."


    yton led the children outside, and Elysia quickly started tofort Pam, removing the bandages from her hands.


    The realization hit her - her mother had been mistreated for so long, and her father was oblivious. The family doctor clearly wasn''t doing his job right! They couldn''t have properly taken care of her mother''s wounds.


    Even though Elysia was braced for it, she was still shocked when she unwrapped the bandages!


    She trembled as she examined her mother''s fingers, then removed the bandages from her legs... Elysia''s eyes widened, she gasped for air, and couldn''t help but embrace Pam and cry, "Mom!" She understood traditional medicine; she recognized these injuries!


    How could they be so cruel!


    They were utterly wicked! Utterly despicable!!!


    ...


    Meanwhile, in the west wing, a servant was reporting to Helen,


    "She took off her mask, and she looks nothing like Pam. It''s clear she''s not Irene! But that lunatic Pam insists she is. Mr. Hawkins kept denying it, but she was adamant, nearly causing a scene."


    Helen, who had just been crying, her eyes still red, huffed at the news,


    "Desperate for a cure, they cling to any semnce of hope. Thinking any lookalike is her daughter!"


    Then turning to her confidant, "Have you dug up anything on that family?"


    The confidant nodded, "Just a regr family."


    "What does her husband do?"


    "Unemployed."


    Mr. Bradford: Unemployed...


    Helen scoffed,


    "With no background or assets, and they dare oppose me. They really have a death wish! One son spilled the soup medicine Larry prepared, another called me a shrew, and another called me an old witch! Damn them!


    yton even scolded me in front of everyone and banned me from the main house, all because of them!


    If we don''t teach them a lesson, they''ll never learn their ce!"


    Her confidant immediately asked, "What do you have in mind, ma''am?"


    A malicious glint passed through Helen''s eyes as she whispered a n, "..."


    The confidant eximed, "Brilliant n! Not only will it let us vent our anger, but it will also turn everyone''s perception of that lunatic upside down. Who knows, even Mr. Hawkins might start to detest her!"


    Helen felt better, "Go set it up. Wait for the right moment."


    "Right away."


    As the maid left, White, who had been lurking, silently slithered away.


    White quietly returned to Evan''s side, flicking his tongue in solidarity.


    Evan, hearing his mommy''s cries, was already upset. But now, his brows furrowed in anger.


    The old witch was at it again, before he could even settle the score!


    Thinking she could rule over the Hawkins family''s backyard?


    Wanting to teach them a lesson? Well, she''d get her chance!


    Evan wiped away his tears, made up an excuse to yton, and took White out with him.