<h4>Chapter 192: Unable to Feel Joy</h4>


    Brianna bit her lip, the weight of her decision heavy on her heart. For the sake of her children on the outside, she finally agreed to bear the burden of her true crimes.


    "Three days. I expect to hear the news by then," E stated before rising from her seat, disappearing from the meeting room like a fleetinget.


    Brianna sat quietly, knowing the meeting room allowed for ten minutes, but E had only stayed for a few. Her gaunt face twisted with anger and despair. "E... if you dare harm my children... I’ll haunt you even as a ghost!"


    Three dayster, the news broke on all major outlets. Brianna, the former Mrs. Davis of Davis Group, had confessed to a new crime during her trial—poisoning Isabe.


    To secure her position, Brianna had added methanolced alcohol to Isabe’s tonic wine over several nights. Isabe, already weakened from an illness and in need of nourishment, drank the wine daily, slowly sumbing to methanol poisoning. While the public believed Isabe had died of liver cancer, the truth was far more sinister. The methanol had caused a gradual, deadly deterioration of her organs—a method of poisoning that was both clever and cruel.


    The news sent shockwaves through society. Brianna, once a prominent figure at countless charity events, was now exposed as a venomous woman of unimaginable cruelty. Thements under the news articles were filled with outrage, calling her a wicked and vile woman. Finally, justice seemed to be served; her son nearly killed his sister, her daughter had gone mad, and now Brianna herself was exposed for the monster she truly was. Karma hade full circle.


    E read the reports, then quietly closed the webpage. She exhaled deeply, a sense of closure washing over her. "Mom, I’ve finally avenged you... Even though Brianna is still alive, she will wish she were dead, having killed the man she loved for over a decade with her own hands."


    It was Saturday, and Chloe had gone to an tutoring session. She had invited E to join, but E felt it wasn’t necessary. She was confident she would get into Egerton University, which was located right in S City. This way, she wouldn’t be too far from Eric.


    Just then, her phone rang. It was Eric, inviting her to lunch.


    E agreed, though it was still early, only nine in the morning, and their lunch was nned for twelve. Deciding she had time, she opted to visit the psychiatric hospital to check on Hannah.


    The hospital housed hundreds of patients with various mental issues. After Brianna was arrested, Anthony had taken care of Hannah’s medical bills and arranged for someone to look after her.


    When E arrived at Hannah’s room, she saw Anthony sitting in the hallway, his face filled with worry.


    E stood quietly by the window, looking into the room where Hannah sat on her bed, her back against the wall, eyes closed.


    Sensing E’s presence, Hannah suddenly opened her eyes.


    Her gaze was filled with cold hatred. Upon seeing E, she angrily jumped off the bed and rushed to the window, ring at her.


    E understood that Hannah wasn’tpletely mad. The doctors had mentioned that Hannah’s condition fluctuated—sometimes she was lucid and recognized people, while other times she didn’t, often descending into fits of madness, screaming, throwing things, and even biting others.


    At this moment, it seemed Hannah was lucid.


    "You... you finally came. What about my mom? Tell me! Where is my mom?" Hannah yelled, her voice full of agitation. She remembered that during her moments of rity, she would often see Brianna.


    E stood there silently, watching as Anthony hurried over. "Hannah, I’ve told you, your mom is too busy toe see you right now," he said, casting pleading looks at E. She gazed at the tall, thin man with a detached expression. Though Anthony bore a slight resemnce to Brianna, hecked her cunning and cruelty.


    "How long do you think you can keep this up?" E asked softly.


    Hannah, unable to hear clearly from inside the room, began frantically banging on the ss. "E, tell me what you’ve done to my mom! E... don’t be a coward!"


    Anthony sighed deeply, his face etched with sadness, and turned to leave without another word.


    Only then did E coldly turn her gaze toward Hannah. Her expression remained impassive, saying nothing.


    Hannah, growing more desperate, shouted louder, "Tell me, tell me now!"


    "She... killed our father. She’s in custody now, and her case will be retried soon. She’s confessed to a crime from sixteen years ago."


    E’s voice was calm as she delivered the news.


    "What... a crime from sixteen years ago?" Hannah was stunned, her eyes wide with horror as she stared at E as if she were a monster.


    Hannah’s shock quickly turned to rage. She pounded on the ss with renewed fury, screaming, "You wicked girl, E... ahhh... you must have forced her to confess! It’s you... you’re a demon, a demon! Get out! Get out... no... don’te near me... Dad! Why did you abandon me, why!"


    A nearby nurse rushed to escort E out, while several doctors hurried in, struggling to subdue the hysterical Hannah. After administering a sedative, Hannah finally calmed down, but not before smashing her fists against the ss, leaving her hands bloodied.


    E stepped back, watching the scene unfold with a heavy heart.


    Hannah had been driven mad by Robert’s actions—another form of retribution, perhaps. Robert’s misdeeds had ultimately led to his death at Brianna’s hands, and now Hannah, too, was a victim of her father’s cruelty and her own venomous nature.


    It was karma, in and simple.


    But despite this, E felt no sense of triumph. If given the choice, she would have preferred for her mother to divorce Robert and live a peaceful life with her, rather than having to relive this life just for revenge.


    As she stood there lost in thought, a doctor came out of the room, his expression stern as he addressed her. "You must be her sister. Whatever issues you had in the past, she’s a patient now. I suggest you stoping here to provoke her. You’re young, but your heart seems to be quite malicious."


    "Malicious? Doctor, do you even know what the word mean?" E’s temper red, and she shot a cold re at the doctor.


    The male doctor, who appeared to be in his mid-thirties, was clearly protective of Hannah, perhaps taking a special interest in her due to her condition. Seeing E there, he had assumed she was only there to torment Hannah further, especially given the scandal surrounding Brianna’s case, which had been widely publicized.


    The doctor frowned, while the other nurses and doctors remained silent.


    "How can you speak to a doctor like that?" one of them muttered.


    "And what of it? Is being a doctor the same as being an emperor? Does it give you the right to call me malicious? Do you know what Hannah has done in the past? Do you know the pain and suffering I’ve endured? Who gave you the authority to insult me like that?" E’s voice was taut with anger as she confronted him, her face stern and unyielding.