Cora snapped back to reality. "Thank you, Mrs. Rosenberg. I promise I won''t mess up again."


    Mrs. Rosenberg''s gaze settled on her. "Hannah has brought shame upon the Rosenberg name. There is no ce for her in this family. I want you two to keep an eye on her. I don''t want any more incidents before the divorce is final."


    Lily was no fool; she understood the unspokenmand. She nodded eagerly.


    After leaving the estate, the mother-daughter duo went home to pack, determined to get back to the house before Lionel and Hannah returned. Their n was simple: move in first, then im it was the madam''s orders. Even Hannah wouldn''t dare to defy that.


    Not long after they left, Quennel appeared.


    "Mother, that video was a deepfake. The person in it isn''t Hannah."


    He had just finished dealing with some business and hade downstairs, worried his mother would misunderstand. Hearing their conversation, he knew his fears were founded.


    Mrs. Mary Rosenberg looked at her son, once again defending that woman. "Does it matter if it''s real or fake?" she said coldly. "The world believes it''s Hannah, so it is."


    Seeing his mother''s resolve, Quennel sighed.


    "I don''t care what other people believe. But you, Mother, you should know the truth. Hannah didn''t do this. I spoke to the kidnappers myself; they confirmed nothing happened."


    Mrs. Mary Rosenberg didn''t respond, taking a delicate sip of her tea. "Is there anything else?" she asked, seeing he wasn''t leaving.


    "You know Lily and Cora are maniptive. Why did you send them back?"


    "With them there, Hannah won''t be able to back out of the divorce, even if she wants to."


    She was afraid Hannah was just bluffing, that she would change her mind at thest minute. One Sandra might not have been enough, but with Cora in the mix, the divorce was a certainty.


    "You really are a wicked mother-inw," Quennel teased, though he had no intention of stopping her. He wanted Hannah''s divorce as much as anyone.


    His cheerful demeanor only annoyed his mother. Whether Hannah got divorced or not, it was a headache Once it was over, she would make sure that woman stayed far away. from the Rosenberg family and their entire social circle.


    When Hannah got home from work, the first thing she saw was Cora and Lily.


    She froze for a second, then quickly epted their presence and started up the stairs, ignoring them.


    Cora was about to call out to her,


    but her mother grabbed her arm and shot her a warning look. She reluctantly changed her tone. "Young mistress, were sorry about what happened before. The madam sent us back. I hope we can all get... along... from now on."


    Hannah didn''t slow her pace or respond, continuing up the stairs.


    "Mom, look at her, acting so high and mighty. She''s about to be thrown out, and she''s still so arrogant. What''s she got to be so proud of?" Cora whispered.


    "That''s enough. Mr. Rosenberg will be home soon. Do you remember his favorite dishes? Be sweet, and don''t say anything bad about Hannah in front of him."


    "I know, I know."


    Just as they finished speaking, Lionel walked in. He was surprised


    to see them but didn''t have time to ask questions. "Is Hannah home?" he asked immediately.


    "Sir, you must be tired after a long day at work. Sit down, have some tea. I''ll have


    them bring out dinner," Cora said, rushing to his side.


    "Is Hannah home?" Lionel repeated, his voice sharp.


    "The madam is upstairs," Lily said, pulling her daughter behind her.