Chapter 1801: Chapter 1804 Bella Scott’s Outcome
"You... why did you...?" Hannah Ford was shocked stupid, completely stunned.
She collapsed beside Bella Scott, watching the blood seep slowly from Bella’s head, soaking the carpet.
Bella was struggling to open her mouth, her gaze dazed and scattered.
She was looking at Hannah Ford, reaching out, wanting to grab her.
"Han... Hannah..." Bella struggled to speak, wanting Hannah Ford to save her.
But, the child she had cherished and loved for a lifetime.
At this time, was cowardly avoiding her hand, retreating backward.
Retreating to the edge of the sofa, curling up into a ball, fearfully hugging her knees, with no intention at all to save her.
Bella didn’t understand, she looked at Hannah Ford, not understanding why her Hannah would avoid her.
"Heh... hehehe..." Evelyn Lucas suddenly laughed, her laughter cruel and mournful.
"Bella, oh Bella, you are truly pitiful and pathetic. For such unworthy things, you lost your husband, lost your son, and even your own family has been ruined by you. In the end, the daughter you protected and cherished your whole life treats you like this..."
Evelyn Lucas sneered at Bella, yet a tear unknowingly rolled down from her slender eyes.
As she spoke of Bella, she unknowingly thought of Tara Hammond.
Her mother, her own mother, wasn’t it the same...
Thinking of this, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Evelyn’s misty eyes.
"Bella, don’t blame me for being ruthless. If you want to blame someone, blame Lily Redington and Aidan Lucas... they are the ones who killed my mother. If it weren’t for their deliberate schemes, if they hadn’t supported the mistress in holding a press conference, my mother wouldn’t have been driven to suicide by them!"
Evelyn’s eyes burned red, suddenly squatting down, raising the ashtray in her hand and smashing it heavily on Bella’s head again and again.
"Bang—"
"Bang—"
"Bang—"
The sounds were deep thuds, the sound of a heavy object hitting the skull.
Hannah Ford watched this scene happening right before her eyes, not stopping it, instead shrinking into a ball in fright, wishing to become invisible.
Evelyn’s hands were stained with blood, as if pouring all her hatred and fear onto Bella’s head.
She hadn’t slept well for several days.
Every night seemed to see Tara Hammond dying, unable to rest in peace, eyes wide open.
After a while...
Bella’s breathing finally stopped.
Even in death, she tilted her head, looking at her Hannah.
Her right hand remained extended forward, rigidly wanting to hold Hannah tight.
She didn’t understand, never understood in her lifetime, why in the end... it would turn out like this...
"Get up." Evelyn Lucas came back to her senses from the madness of slaughter, kicking Hannah Ford.
Hannah tremblingly stood up, hugging herself, looking at Evelyn Lucas in astonishment and uncertainty.
With a clang, Evelyn Lucas tossed the crystal ashtray at Hannah’s feet.
"Ah—" Hannah shouted in fright, taking a step back, almost tripping herself.
"Wash it clean, and throw it away." Evelyn Lucas coldly ordered.
After saying this, she left the room expressionlessly, instructing the servants to come in to clean the carpet and to drag Bella’s body out for disposal.
Watching Evelyn’s departing silhouette, Hannah trembled with her hands, intending to pick up the ashtray.
But just as she was about to bow her head, Bella, beside her, suddenly closed her wide peach blossom eyes.
"Ah—"
Hannah screamed in terror, collapsing backward, fearfully looking at the now-dead corpse.
"Mom... mother..." Regretful and suppressed sobbing soon echoed subtly.
She was wrong, she finally realized she was wrong...
[End of Chapter 6, continuing tomorrow night after 8:30]