Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 189: Murder

Chapter 189: Murder

Brianna felt as if her scalp was being ripped off from the sheer force with which Robert yanked her hair. The man showed no mercy, slapping her repeatedly until her head spun and her cheeks quickly swelled up, red and bruised.

"That’s for reporting me! That’s for exposing me! This time, I’ll kill you, you vile woman!" Robert grabbed a bottle of wine and forced it into Brianna’s mouth, pouring it down her throat.

Brianna choked as the wine flooded her mouth and nose, leaving her drenched and struggling to breathe.

When the bottle was finally empty, Robert let go, and Brianna collapsed backward, crashing heavily to the floor.

She gasped for air, coughing violently, with her eyes stinging from the alcohol. Tears streamed down her face as she wiped away the wine and tears from her eyes, looking up at Robert, who had picked up his phone and was now furiously arguing with someone on the other end.

The pain in her cheeks reminded her of the beating Robert had just given her. If it hadn’t been for that phone call, he might have actually killed her.

Brianna’s gaze locked onto Robert’s slightly hunched back, and a fire of rage burned in her eyes. Memories of everything that had happened flashed before her eyes—Robert’s sweet moments with Emily, his betrayal, his violent attacks, and how he had set her up, recording their encounters to use against her in the divorce.

He even disregarded their father-daughter bond, publicly releasing a video of Hannah in bed with another man.

Now, the Davis Group’s quality reports were exposed! Even though she hadn’t released them, he accused her, beat her, and threatened to kill her!

How could she continue living like this? Robert would never let her go; he would torture her until she died. What right did this despicable man have to cheat, to treat her and her daughter like this?

Old grudges and new rage intertwined, consuming Brianna’s reason. Enraged beyond measure, she picked up the wine bottle and, with a surge of fury, smashed it onto Robert’s head!

"Robert, you bastard, you scum! How could you do this to me and our daughter... How dare you say my children aren’t worth a strand of that little whore’s hair... You even released my daughter’s video... You monster! Die, just die!"

The bottle crashed into Robert’s head, his scream of pain mixing with Brianna’s curses.

Robert collapsed, and where he had been standing was now a growing pool of blood. He clutched his head, trembling on the floor, weakly gasping for help.

But Brianna, blinded by rage, couldn’t stop herself. All she wanted was to beat this man until he could never get up again.

Once, twice...

She finally stopped when the body on the floor stopped moving. Gasping for breath, Brianna looked down at the half-shattered bottle in her hand, the jagged glass coated in blood.

She stared in shock at her blood-stained hands, shaking her head in disbelief. Looking at Robert lying motionless on the floor, it seemed he had stopped breathing, lying there quietly...

Just then, the door was pushed open by a waiter. There had been faint noises from the room, and the waiter thought someone might need service, but instead, they were met with a horrifying scene.

"Ah... murder! There’s been a murder!"

The waiter’s screams brought other staff and customers running, and soon, the restaurant was in chaos...

When Ella received the call from Robert’s secretary, she was having dinner with Chloe. Eric was working late again, so he couldn’t join her tonight.

"Miss Davis, please come to the hospital quickly! Mr. Davis has been severely injured by Brianna and is currently in emergency surgery. Miss Davis..."

Ella’s expression remained calm as she responded with a simple acknowledgment. She picked up her napkin and lightly dabbed the corners of her mouth. "Grandpa Carter, Uncle, Aunt, please continue your meal. I have to leave for a bit."

Charles and Nora had moved into their new home, so Ella didn’t feel awkward here, but she was eager to get to the hospital to see Robert.

"What’s the rush? Do you need me to drive you?" Uncle Carter offered.

"No, thank you, Uncle Carter!" Ella politely declined Chloe’s father’s offer and quickly left Carter Group.

Even though she wasn’t a Carter by blood, the Carter family had always treated her with great kindness.

Before dinner, Ella had intercepted a call from Eric, informing her that Brianna had gone to meet Robert, and that his team had switched Brianna’s iPad with another one containing two reports about Davis Group’s quality and safety issues.

Those reports were extremely damaging, showing severe non-compliance with standards, but this move hadn’t been orchestrated by Eric.

Ella was filled with questions—who had planned this move, and how had they connected with Brianna?

However, the release of those reports was Eric’s doing.

Ella hadn’t objected. After all, Davis Group was just an empty shell at this point, and its downfall wouldn’t affect her much. In fact, once the company became a hollow entity, it would be much easier for Eric to acquire it.

Before heading to the hospital, Ella made a call to Eric.

By the time she arrived, Eric was already waiting for her outside the emergency room.

Secretary Lee, Robert’s assistant, approached them, his eyes red from distress. "Miss Davis... Mr. Davis is in surgery right now..."

Ella nodded slightly, her tone indifferent. "What exactly happened?"

Secretary Lee hesitated, noticing Ella’s cold demeanor. There was no panic, no pain in her expression. It was almost as if she was detached from the situation.

But recalling the recent rumors that Robert had covered up Brianna’s poisoning of his first wife, Secretary Lee began to understand.

"I heard that... Mrs. Davis was having dinner with Mr. Davis, but for some reason... she struck him over the head with a wine bottle. His head was severely injured, and when he was brought in, he was covered in blood..."

Secretary Lee spoke softly. A flicker of sadness crossed Ella’s eyes as she clenched her fists, memories of Isabella’s early death flooding back.

"Mom... I’ve finally avenged you," she thought to herself, her gaze fixed on the glowing light above the operating room door.

Eric silently wrapped his arm around her waist.

Secretary Lee left to handle some of Robert’s medical expenses, and Eric guided Ella to a seat nearby. "Just be patient; it shouldn’t take too long."

The hallway outside the emergency room was quiet, with hardly anyone around.

Ella smiled faintly, but her eyes were red. "Do you think he’ll die?"

Robert wasn’t Ella’s biological father—he was an accomplice who had shielded her mother’s murderer. If he hadn’t allowed Brianna to become a maid for the Davis family, her mother wouldn’t have been poisoned. Her heart was filled with hatred, but now, she felt a complex mix of emotions—satisfaction, anger, sorrow, and pain all swirling inside her.

"Whether he dies or not doesn’t matter. Davis Group will fall apart, and even if Robert survives, he’ll live the rest of his life in misery."

Eric responded calmly. Earlier today, Emily had sold both of her properties and, following Eric’s instructions, had left S City.