Hanna immediately protested, "Five years? Daisyseph just had surgery and still needs me to take care of her..."


    "Shut up!" Nathan turned and red fiercely at Hanna.


    This was already a punishment as light as it could be. If Hanna were smart, she would know that now was not the time to talk back or be unrepentant, but to show weakness.


    And Hanna understood the emotion behind Nathan''s re.


    She paled, stepping out from behind Nathan, and grabbed Remington''s arm.


    "Remington, Mom knows she messed up. I''ve been regretting it. That day in the hospital when I heard we lost the baby, I was shocked. It was an ident! I apologize to you. I''ll go and exin to Lizetta, I..." Remington coldly withdrew his hand, his expression unchanging from beginning to end.


    "No need, she wouldn''t want to hear your apology. Some sins can''t just be erased with repentance!"N?velDrama.Org exclusive content.


    He looked at Hanna coldly, who was now crying, her expression full of regret.


    But Remington smirked sarcastically, clearly not convinced of Hanna''s remorse. She was just scared of the consequences now that her actions hade to light.


    He turned to Nathan, "Sending her abroad for five years? Father''s punishment is almostughably lenient."


    Nathan frowned, "Remington, what do you suggest then?"


    Remington returned to the armchair, his voice grave.


    "Call the police. Let her face the consequences she deserves."


    Hanna was in disbelief, "I am Mrs. Dashiell, your mother! You want to send me to prison?!"


    Nathan''s expression changed, "No! I won''t allow it! What would happen to the Dashiell family''s reputation?!"


    Remington scoffed, "The Dashiell family''s reputation is already in tatters!"


    He paused, then added, "If you don''t want to go to jail, there''s another option."


    Hanna''s expression rxed. She knew it. She was Remington''s biological mother. Even if their rtionship was strained, Remington couldn''t ignore that fact. Sending her to jail would tarnish Remington''s name too.


    Nathan''s expression softened as


    well, but the next second, they heard Remington say calmly, "I''ve also arranged for her to be admitted to a psychiatric hospital today for treatment. She doesn''t need toe back until she''s recovered."


    Hanna frowned, "What hospital? I''m not sick..."


    As she spoke, a chill ran down her spine. "A mental hospital?"


    She hoped she was overthinking, but Remington nodded.


    "Exactly."


    "I won''t go! No, you ungrateful child, you actually want to send your own mother to a mental hospital? I''m not sick! I don''t..."


    "Not sick? Ha, what kind of sane person would harm their own grandson? You''re not the one to decide whether you''re sick or not!"


    Remington said coldly, ignoring Hanna''s terrified and pale face, and instructed Ray, "If she refuses treatment, call the police!"


    Ray immediately took out his phone. Nathan rushed over trying to snatch it away, but he was no match for Ray. He angrily yelled at the others, but the servants of the mansion, no longer obeyed hismands, and his own people were not strong enough to contest.


    Amid Nathan''s furious shouts, Hanna was restrained by two security guards.


    "Prison or treatment, Father can choose for her."


    Remington left no third option. Hanna looked at Nathan pleadingly.


    Nathan finally clenched his teeth and told her, "Your mental state indeed seems troubled. Remington is doing this for your own good. Go and get some rest,e back when you''re better."


    Hanna couldn''t believe Nathan


    would just leave her be. Angry


    thoughts filled her mind, wanting to curse Nathan for his heartlessness, to curse Remington for his betrayal, but Remington signaled the security guards to gag Hanna.


    An hourter, Remington personally took Hanna to the hospital, which had decent facilities, a private room with a TV and a bathroom.