?<strong>Chapter 602:</strong>


    With a sneer curling her lips, Elyse strode over and snatched up the piece of paper, beginning to read Mabel’s story.


    “What do you think you’re doing? Give it back!” Mabel lunged for the paper, but Elyse stopped her.


    Embarrassment and anger red in Mabel’s eyes as she red daggers at Elyse. “You’re out of your mind. Get out of my mom’s room!”


    Elyse sneered after reading the story. “Mabel, if you can’t behave, I’ll have to teach you some lessons.”


    Seeing Elyse’s domineering stance, Mabel’s long-buried resentment exploded.


    She fiercely reached out, snatched back the paper, and shouted, “Wasn’t I merely telling the truth? Aren’t you an ungrateful bitch? My mom’s ill, lying in bed, and have you even nced at her since you walked in? Don’t y the victim here. You don’t deserve it.”


    Elyse, her temper ignited, tore the paper into shreds and let them fall like confetti to the floor.


    “You have no right to say that,” Elyse spat, her voice sharp with fury. “And your mother doesn’t deserve my respect.”


    “I’ll thrash you within an inch of your life!” Mabel shouted, her eyes zing with rage.


    Mabel viewed Elyse as cold and ruthless, disying scant consideration and gratitude toward those who had nurtured her. Mabel wondered why someone as terrible as Elyse led a life of luxury while she struggled.


    In an instant, the room erupted into chaos as Elyse and Mabel grappled with each other.


    To save money, instead of letting Glenda stay in a VIP single room, Mabel had ced her mother in a shared room with three other patients. Besides Glenda, there were two other patients and their families in the room now.


    As Elyse and Mabel wrestled, the others backed away, not wanting to get involved.


    Peyton and Irving, trailing behind Elyse, arrived just then. Walking in, they saw Mabel pinned to the floor, with Elyse raining blows on her.


    “Hey, little tyrant, do you still value your health?” Irving was frantic.


    Cody and Gavin had assigned him to ensure Elyse’s safety. If Elyse got into a scuffle and ended up hurt, Cody would point fingers only at him, ming him for not looking after her properly.


    Irving had no desire to face Cody’s wrath. He hastened over to Elyse, scooping her up in an attempt to help her to her feet. To his astonishment, Elyse resisted his efforts, proving too strong for him to lift.


    “Hey, aren’t you supposed to be weak? Where’s all this strengthing from?” Irving eximed, bewildered.


    Elyse was too consumed by rage and hatred to focus on his words. Her loathing had festered for a long time, intensified by Mabel’s constant oppression and the harrowing revtion that Lanny had strangled her parents alive. Elyse’s fury had been simmering for what felt like an eternity.


    When she first discovered the truth, she didn’t immediately seek vengeance because she was pregnant. But with her baby gone, her thirst for retribution had been unleashed.


    Mabel, initially managing to fend off Elyse, soon found herself overwhelmed. Finally, copsed on the floor, Mabel began to sob and curse, “Elyse, you wretch! How dare you hit me. I’ll ruin you on TV, drag your name through the mud!”


    Elyse shot back, her voice icy, “Go ahead, expose me. If you dare, I’ll have your entire family thrown in jail!”


    “You’re using influence for personal gain! I can sue you!” Mabel threatened, aware that with Jayden’s support, Elyse had the means to carry out her threats.


    “Enough!” It was Glenda who spoke.


    Having regained consciousness, Glenda struggled to get out of bed and crawled over to shield Mabel. Gazing at Elyse with a trembling voice, Glenda said, “Take out your anger on me, not my daughter! She doesn’t know anything.”


    Elyse’s face hardened with cold, deadly intent. “Just because Mabel’s ignorant, she gets to act with impunity? How did you treat me when I was in the dark?”


    Glenda’s eyes bore into Elyse’s. “If you have grievances, aim them at me. I can withstand your wrath, but Mabel can’t.”


    Elyse was seething with irritation and disdain. What was Glenda doing? unting her deep maternal love for Mabel in front of her?


    Elyse’s eyes gleamed with a murderous glint as she licked her lips and sneered.


    “Spare your daughter and only target you? Did you ask my mother’s opinion when you decided that? Would my mother agree to target only you and not your daughter?”


    Glenda was taken aback. “How could you say such a thing?”


    Elyse looked down at Glenda with icy detachment.


    “You want me to let Mabel off the hook? Fine. Go ask my mom. If she consents, I’ll spare Mabel. But if you can’t get her consent, I’ll make sure your whole family suffers!”


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