Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 146: A Satisfying Payback

Chapter 146: A Satisfying Payback

Robert indeed sent a lawyer to the Davis household to discuss the terms of divorce with Brianna.

Brianna realized that this time, Robert was serious. After all, Emily, the younger and prettier mistress, had all the qualities Brianna could no longer compete with.

However, Brianna demanded 20 million and a villa as compensation before she would agree to the divorce.

Robert, of course, refused. Twenty million was a significant amount, especially during an economic crisis, and it was crucial for Davis Group’s survival.

As a result, the lawyer left that day without reaching an agreement with Brianna, frustrated and empty-handed.

Ella happened to see the lawyer leaving as she arrived home, her gaze darkening. So, Robert couldn’t wait to start divorce proceedings with Brianna? It didn’t surprise her, though; everything was falling into place according to her plan. Brianna’s days were only going to get worse.

When Ella stepped into the hall, she saw Brianna’s bruised and swollen face. Brianna’s expression was twisted with bitterness as she snarled, "That wench has two houses worth nearly ten million! I’m the rightful wife, and I’m only asking for twenty million and a villa, yet he won’t agree! Ha..."

Hannah’s expression darkened as she noticed Ella’s return.

Ella walked over, feigning ignorance as she looked at Brianna. "Auntie, what happened to your face? Whoever did this must have been really vicious."

Brianna’s anger flared even more at the reminder.

Ella had stayed home the previous night, but Brianna had hidden in her room, avoiding everyone. Now, seeing Brianna’s battered face up close, Ella felt a strange mix of horror and satisfaction. Robert was indeed ruthless; no matter how overbearing Brianna had been, she had still been his wife for over a decade. Yet, he had beaten her so brutally.

But as Ella thought about it, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of dark satisfaction.

This wretched woman had been just as ruthless and delighted when she poisoned Ella’s mother. Now, it was finally her turn to suffer.

"Your father... he’s keeping a mistress, and you saw it yourself the other day. Now he wants to divorce me!" Brianna cried out.

Hannah paused, surprised. Ella had been there that day?

"Mom, maybe this whole thing was orchestrated by this wretched girl!" Hannah suddenly stood up, no longer willing to keep up the pretense now that their masks had fallen off.

Ella raised an amused eyebrow. "Just because I was there, you think I orchestrated the whole thing? Hannah, you really give me too much credit. Why don’t you say that Dad’s affair was also something I orchestrated? Or that the time you and Mr. Taylor were getting cozy in that private room was all part of my grand plan?"

Ella’s sharp words left Hannah trembling with anger. She pointed at Ella and cursed, "You little wretch! Mom ended up like this because of you... only you could hate her enough to do this!"

Ella blinked innocently, looking at the anguished Brianna. "I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Hate Auntie? Heh... Hannah, are you out of your mind? I call her Auntie because of what Kevin did to me. I’ve always been afraid of your family! If I were to hate someone, it would be Kevin, not her!"

Hannah was left speechless. It was true—Ella didn’t know that Brianna had poisoned Isabella all those years ago.

Brianna, already in a foul mood, scowled and barked, "Enough! I have a splitting headache! Ella, this whole situation has nothing to do with you, right?"

Ella smirked inwardly, but kept her expression innocent. Brianna was clearly beginning to suspect her.

"Of course not. I was just out shopping with Chloe and happened to be in the area when I saw you. Auntie, while it wasn’t right to hit that mistress, I can understand. After all, who could stay calm when facing a homewrecker? Dad... was a bit too harsh with you. The next time I see him, I’ll try to talk some sense into him for you."

Ella spoke seriously, and Brianna stared at her intently, as if searching for any sign of deceit.

After several seconds of scrutiny, finding nothing suspicious in Ella’s gaze, Brianna sighed and rubbed her temples in exhaustion. "Alright, I’ll leave this matter to you."

Ella nodded and quietly made her way upstairs. Hannah’s hateful eyes followed her, a complex mix of emotions playing across her face.

On the surface, it seemed like Ella had nothing to do with everything that had happened. But deep down, Hannah had a nagging feeling that someone was orchestrating all of this, and that person was Ella.

However, without any evidence, she couldn’t convince Brianna that Ella was behind it all.

Once in her room, Ella locked the door and called Robert.

"Ella, what’s the matter?" Robert’s tone was still fairly pleasant.

"Dad, I just got home... and Auntie was yelling at you so viciously! I was really scared. To keep her from lashing out at me, I had to... I had to say a couple of bad things about you. Please don’t be mad at me!" Ella spoke softly, though her eyes glinted with cold calculation.

"I’m not mad at you. Don’t pay attention to that crazy woman’s ranting!" Robert huffed, clearly still fuming. He could easily imagine Brianna badmouthing him behind his back.

"Dad, I’m really scared... so I’ve decided to move out and stay with a friend for a while. Auntie looked so furious, like she wanted to kill someone. She kept saying that you’ve gone too far, giving the mistress two houses, but refusing to give her the 20 million and the villa she asked for!" Ella’s voice trembled as if she were terrified.

Robert’s face grew even darker. He tried to reassure Ella, "Ella, if you want to move out, go ahead... that crazy woman is capable of anything. Don’t worry about it."

"Okay, I’ll do that, Dad. But please be careful... don’t tell her that I mentioned any of this to you!" Ella insisted, knowing that, no matter how petty Robert could be, he was still a man. And men typically disliked dredging up old issues, preferring to avoid unnecessary drama.

"Alright, don’t worry, I won’t say anything." Robert responded with an uncharacteristic gentleness in his voice.

Ella couldn’t help but smile, her eyes narrowing with satisfaction, though she maintained a cautious tone. "Thank you, Dad. Please take care of yourself... I’m really afraid Auntie might try to hurt you."

"I’ll be careful. Goodbye!"

After hanging up the phone, Ella let out a soft chuckle, wondering if her little ploy would have the desired effect.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Robert sat on the sofa, a stormy expression on his face. Emily had just been discharged from the hospital and was now leaning against the armrest, looking pale.

"You look upset, what happened? Who was on the phone just now?" Emily asked gently, taking Robert’s hand.

"It was Ella. She warned me to be careful. She said that crazy woman was at home, ranting about me like she wanted to kill me!" Robert’s voice was filled with bitterness.

Emily quickly comforted him with a soft voice, "Don’t be angry. You’re going to divorce her soon, so of course, she’s going to speak ill of you... But when I think about how she attacked me that day, I’m still so scared... If the security guards hadn’t stopped her, she might have killed me!"

As she finished speaking, Emily’s eyes reddened, tears threatening to spill, making her look even more pitiful.

Seeing her distress, Robert’s heart ached. "My dear, you’ve suffered so much, but you won’t have to face this kind of danger ever again!"