Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 186: A Turn of Events

Chapter 186: A Turn of Events

Eric’s lips curled into a wicked smile. "No worries, she won’t be getting close to you again."

He wrapped his arm around Ella’s waist as they left the hospital, the scent of antiseptic lingering in the air.

After Hannah finally calmed down, the doctor called Brianna into the office and suggested that she transfer Hannah to a psychiatric hospital where the doctors were more specialized. Although Brianna was deeply reluctant, she knew it was necessary for Hannah’s recovery. That very day, she completed the transfer and moved Hannah to the psychiatric facility.

Later, Brianna received an unexpected phone call from a former subordinate from her days working at the company.

The subordinate informed Brianna that both the clothing and food products from Davis Group had serious quality issues, and he had the reports to prove it—reports he had secretly obtained through independent testing.

Brianna was overjoyed, feeling a glimmer of hope. She immediately arranged to meet with her former subordinate.

However, the subordinate demanded a hefty sum—$10,000 per report.

Without hesitation, Brianna agreed. She had no reason to doubt him; after all, he was only motivated by money. In this high-stakes situation, those reports could ruin Robert completely.

A company like Davis Group, which relied heavily on its reputation in food and clothing, wouldn’t survive a scandal like this. Especially given that Davis Group had already been struggling financially in recent years!

All the hatred Brianna harbored—for the loss of her home, the destruction of her daughter, and the abandonment by Robert—boiled over, leaving her with no patience for careful planning. She used a new phone number to call Robert.

"Robert, I have two quality inspection reports on Davis Group, both of which highlight serious issues. If these get out, Davis Group will be finished!"

At first, Robert didn’t believe her, but when Brianna sent him screenshots, his heart began to race.

Brianna was right—if those reports were made public, Davis Group would be done for.

"What do you want?" Robert asked, regaining his composure and speaking coldly.

Brianna let out a bitter laugh, her eyes gleaming with venom. "Meet me tomorrow at 4:30 PM at R Restaurant across from the hospital! You better be there by 5 PM, or else..."

She hung up, confident that Robert would show up this time.

Her plan was to use the reports to reclaim her house and, if it came to a divorce, to walk away with at least forty million. If Robert refused, he wouldn’t be able to get rid of her easily!

Brianna no longer had any affection for Robert. Her love had turned into a desperate longing for material wealth, and an unending hatred for the man who had ruined her life.

If Robert hadn’t been so shameless and cruel as to release Hannah’s video, her daughter wouldn’t be in a psychiatric hospital right now!

Just then, Robert called again. "Brianna, you better keep your word. Don’t release those reports before we meet."

Brianna felt a surge of satisfaction. Clearly, those quality reports were very important to Robert.

"Don’t worry, we’ll have a nice, long talk about the terms!" she replied smugly.

After hanging up, Brianna suddenly had an idea and immediately called Ella.

"Miss Baker, why are you calling me?" Ella’s voice was calm, but there was a hint of disdain.

Brianna chuckled with satisfaction. "You little brat, don’t get too cocky. I’m not calling to ask for your help. I just wanted to let you know that you’ll never force me to confess! I’m going to divorce your bastard father and walk away tens of millions. Hannah and I will live just fine!"

Thinking of Ella’s smug expression, Brianna couldn’t resist the urge to make her feel as disgusted and uncomfortable as possible.

"Miss Baker, you sure have many tricks up your sleeve. I’m looking forward to seeing what you’ll do next!"

Brianna’s voice dripped with mockery as she continued, "Ella, let me give you some advice—when Mr. Nelson finally discards you, that will be the beginning of your suffering. And I’ll be content to wait for that day!"

Feeling much more at ease after hanging up, a cold smile spread across Brianna’s lips. She had lived a life of luxury and prestige; there was no way she would be easily defeated by a scumbag and that little girl. If they thought they could bring her down, they were dreaming!

Brianna vowed to clear her name, no matter how long it took.

On the other side, Ella put down her phone in frustration.

Brianna’s disgusting call had completely ruined her appetite. She set aside her utensils, propped her chin on her hand, and watched Eric as he continued his meal.

Eric was dressed in a black suit, having met with clients earlier that afternoon before bringing her to Sapphire Shores Tavern for dinner. He looked elegant and noble, with an air of royal sophistication that made him even more captivating. His slightly arched brows and perfectly chiseled features exuded a devilish charm that was both alluring and aristocratic.

Noticing that Ella had stopped eating, Eric put down his utensils as well. He reached out with his long, slender hand, gracefully picked up a silver spoon, and ladled a bowl of calming soup. With a charming smile that could make anyone swoon, he stood up and gently placed the bowl in front of Ella.

"My dear queen, this soup will calm your nerves, cool your heart, and nourish your lungs and spleen. I guarantee that after drinking it, you’ll be as refreshed as ever."

Ella tilted her head slightly, gazing at the mischievous Eric. She couldn’t help but notice how the atmosphere had suddenly shifted from tender to teasingly provocative. This captivating yet wicked Eric reminded her of a demonic butler from a gothic fantasy.

The blend of nobility and a touch of wickedness in Eric’s demeanor made Ella burst out laughing.

"Eric, if you ever became an actor, you’d undoubtedly be the most charming leading man in the world!" Ella sighed, feeling her mood lighten a bit.

"As long as you’re smiling, that’s what matters. If you’re not in the mood to eat, just have some soup," Eric said, bringing the spoon closer to her lips.

Well, how could she refuse such a handsome man’s gesture?

Ella’s heart was filled with warmth and joy as she parted her lips and took a few sips. The soup was indeed sweet and soothing, and as she drank it, her worries and frustrations seemed to melt away.

"How is it? The soup here is pretty good, right?" Eric gently brushed aside a strand of hair that had fallen across her forehead. Ella flashed him a sweet smile, her cheeks tinged with a soft blush.

"It’s delicious. Thank you, my handsome butler!"

Eric chuckled softly. "Tonight, you’ll play the role of a nurse for me!"

"N-no way! I’m heading back to Chloe’s place!"

"Ella, our home has been left uncleaned for too long. Do you really think it’s okay to slack off like this?"

Eric gracefully sat back down, elegantly sipping his wine. The deep red of the wine made his lips look even more striking, evoking images of mysterious, alluring vampires.

"Eric, in this day and age, men and women are equals—you can clean too!"

"Pairing up makes the work easier, don’t you agree?" Eric drawled lazily, his voice sending a warm flush across Ella’s cheeks.

His voice was just too captivating, turning even the simplest words into something imbued with an almost sensual quality. Ella couldn’t help but wonder what tonight might bring, her imagination running wild at the thought.