<h4>Chapter 711: one</h4>


    If Robert were to wake up and find out that Emily had left, it would undoubtedly be a devastating blow to him. Whether he dies or survives, Robert is destined to be a tragic figure.


    E nodded, understanding Eric’s words, and quietly rested her head against his chest, her mind filled with countless memories—her past life, her current one. Finally, she had the chance to rewrite her fate. But no matter what, she couldn’t bring the deceased Isabe back to life, and that realization was a source of deep sorrow.


    After what felt like an eternity, the light above the operating room dimmed, and the door opened as the lead surgeon and his team emerged.


    E stood up and approached them. "Doctor, how is my father?"


    The doctor shook his head apologetically. "I’m sorry, we’ve done all we could. You should go in and say your goodbyes."


    E froze for a moment, then quietly walked into the operating room. The dim light cast a soft glow over the room, where Roberty still, his hands trembling slightly.


    Robert was experiencing a final moment of lucidity before death.


    He opened his eyes just as E walked in.


    "E..." Robert managed to utter her name, a faint trace of joy in his voice. Despite everything, he still felt some happiness in seeing her, remembering how E had shown more "filial" respect to him than Hannah or Kevin ever did, even though she hadn’t convinced Eric to help save Davis Group.


    "Mr. Robert," E’s voice was cool as she sat down beside him. "The doctor said you only have a little time left. I came in to see you."


    Robert stared at her, feeling his breath grow weaker and his strength fading fast. Life was slipping away from his body.


    "E... my final... will... is with you," he struggled to say. "You... must protect... Davis Group..."


    A trickle of blood escaped the corner of Robert’s mouth as he looked at E with pleading eyes, as if unwilling to die without her promise.


    Facing the man who had been an aplice in her mother’s murder, E’s lips curled into a cold smile. Yet, despite everything, she couldn’t bring herself to say anything cruel. Perhaps in his final moments, Robert truly saw her as his daughter and genuinely cared for her.


    But then she thought of Isabe, who died with an unfulfilled dream, and remembered Isabe’s diary before her death. Those memories pierced her heart like a knife.


    Tears welled up in E’s eyes and slowly began to fall. "Robert, do you know... how much my mother wanted to be with me? She wanted to see me grow up, to y with me..."


    "But... that venomous woman, Brianna, poisoned her! When I read her diary, my heart was torn apart. I wanted nothing more than to tear you and that vile woman to pieces!"


    Robert’s eyes widened in shock as he listened, realization dawning on him as he stared at E in disbelief. "You... you..."


    Before he could finish, Eric, who had quietly entered the room, gently wiped away E’s tears and held her hand tightly, stopping her tears.


    "You ended up like this partly because of me... Emily was someone I brought into your life. Today, she sold the house you bought for her and left S City for good. Mr. Robert, I’ve finally avenged my mother, and I’m truly happy about it."


    E spoke in a low voice, her eyes filled with a mixture of irony and sorrow.


    "I didn’t want to tell you this, but considering how you protected Brianna, I thought it was better you knew—I’m not even your biological daughter. I have a rare blood type, Rh-negative blood type."


    E let out a soft, bitterugh, her gaze growing sharper. "Robert, the way you treated my mother back then has finallye back to haunt you. This is your karma! If you hadn’t let Brianna into our home, if you had taken my mother to the hospital in time, she might still be alive!"


    The recordings of Robert’s conversations were cold and ruthless, revealing the truth that even if there had been a chance to save Isabe, he wouldn’t have taken it. He had long grown tired of Isabe, and the slow poison Brianna administered was just a convenient way to get rid of her. Even if there had been a way to save her, Robert wouldn’t have bothered.


    Robert was the real monster, with Brianna merely acting as the weapon he wielded to destroy Isabe.


    As E spoke, Robert red at her, his eyes filled with a mix of rage, shock, and despair. He remained like this, eyes wide open, until the heart monitor tlined, emitting a sharp, continuous beep. The nurses rushed in.


    "Time of death: 8:07 PM," one nurse announced.


    E took onest look at Robert, then she and Eric left the hospital without a word, their faces expressionless.


    There was still one more person to deal with before her mother’s revenge would beplete.


    As for Brianna, she was swiftly arrested. With Robert’s death, any hope she had for freedom was gone.


    The next day, E "fell ill," leaving all the arrangements for Robert’s funeral and other affairs to a professional team.


    Robert had left all his shares to E. Emily had previously convinced him to do so, despite his reluctance. Fearful of unforeseen events, he had contacted awyer to make his will. Had Emily given birth to a son or daughter, Robert had nned to revise the will again.


    But he never imagined that in his final moments, he would learn the brutal truth—that E wasn’t his biological daughter.


    Yet, what difference did it make? After all, it was Isabe and Robert together who had built Davis Group from the ground up. Isabe inherited her mother’s keen business acumen and was the true driving force behind Davis Group’s sess. She was the one who identified and nurtured the talented people who made Davis Group thrive.


    Even after Isabe’s death, those talents remained and managed thepany well. But as Robert indulged in his vices and drove away the key people, Davis Group began to decline year by year.


    When the truth about Isabe’s poisoning by Brianna came to light, the remaining few loyal executives resigned, no longer willing to serve Davis Group.