The man curled his lips in disdain. "No matter what he does, there’s no way he’ll ever suspect ."
Tiffany’s gaze turned even colder. "I heard that wretched woman is in the hospital. I asked you to check Country W’s records. What did you find?"
The man nodded. "She’s pregnant and has mild anemia."
"Why would anemia require hospitalization? Hah, but my people heard from Julia that she might have a brain tumor!"
Tiffany let out a gleeful, mocking laugh. "Karma, indeed. Looks like I won’t even need to do anything—she won’t live long. But... it would be even better if Eric left her first. That would be truly satisfying!"
"If it’s really a brain tumor, doesn’t that make all your efforts aningless?" the man asked.
"aningless? Not at all! If she dies, it’ll be with a ruined reputation. If it’s not a brain tumor, then I’ll make sure she suffers for the rest of her life. Didn’t you notice how all the fans are blaming her? Tsk, tsk. Revealing that little tidbit about her making a supporting actress was a brilliant move."
Tiffany’s eyes burned with a fierce resentnt.
The man chuckled darkly. "The hatred between won is truly terrifying."
"She hired an assassin, that wretch!" Tiffany hissed. "If it weren’t for you saving ... if it weren’t for you telling , how would I have known that the hitman was hired by her to kill ?"
Tiffany’s gaze darkened, laden with malice. The man had told her that the assassin was, in fact, hired by Eric to kill her.
The hitman, after taking out Brandon, had turned his sights on her. If it wasn’t Eric, who else could have ordered it?
The man’s smile grew twisted. "If that’s the case, then Eric deserves to die too, doesn’t he?"
Tiffany gave a bloodthirsty smile. "Of course he does. All I ask is for you, my dear, to help send those two straight to hell."
The man’s laughter was filled with arrogance. "As you wish. Sit back and enjoy the show."
Tiffany’s smile sweetened with satisfaction.
The night sky was shrouded in a misty haze, swallowing the stars and moon, leaving behind an inky darkness.
Ella sat on her hospital bed, reading a book while Eric sat beside her, peeling an apple. He carefully fed her slices, one by one.
Ella gently opened her mouth to eat, smiling as she said, "Husband, you’re so good to . Marrying you is truly my greatest blessing."
Eric smirked playfully. "Now you know how great I am? Then work hard and give a few more daughters."
Ella was speechless. She lowered her gaze and murmured softly, "Having children is really painful."
"I know," Eric replied. "That’s why we can consider trying IVF in the future and finding a surrogate."
Ella’s eyes lit up at the suggestion, but her expression quickly dimd again as if a thought weighed on her.
"Why are your eyes so red?" Eric asked, noticing sothing and sounding concerned.
Ella blinked. "Oh... my eyes? It’s just a little inflammation. The doctor said it’s nothing serious. I just need to rinse them with clean water a few tis a day, avoid eating anything too spicy or hot, and not rub them with dirty hands. It’ll heal on its own."
Eric still seed a bit skeptical, but Ella’s calm deanor and radiant smile put him at ease, so he didn’t press further.
"What do you think we should na our daughter?" Eric asked with a light smile.
Ella’s eyes flickered with a subtle trace of worry, but she quickly masked it. "I’m not sure. You should na her."
"Alright. You focus on resting and giving a healthy, chubby daughter."
Ella smiled faintly, though her expression betrayed her fatigue. Her head throbbed faintly as Eric finished feeding her the apple and then offered her so grapes, which she reluctantly ate.
Her appetite still wasn’t great. The fact that she managed to keep the food down at all was already an improvent.
After taking a phone call, Eric left in a hurry once again, leaving Ella sitting quietly on the hospital bed. She softly murmured to herself, "I’m sorry... Eric... In our next life, I’ll find you again, love you, and stay with you forever. In the next life, I’ll live to ninety-nine. Believe ..."
No one responded. The room around her was eerily silent.
Elsewhere, soone was listening to Ella’s words and erupted into cruel laughter.
"Ella, karma has finally caught up with you. Hahaha... Go ahead and die. But do you think I’ll let you go that easily? A brain tumor isn’t just any illness," the woman sneered.
It was Tiffany. Just the day before, she had sent soone disguised as a nurse to plant a listening device in Ella’s hospital room.
Unintentionally, Lucas and Ella’s conversations had revealed her condition.
However, it was clear Eric still didn’t know.
Nearby, a man sipped his wine leisurely, watching Tiffany’s twisted grin. He couldn’t help but sink into thought.
Tiffany’s expression of malice made her look... ugly.
A woman was far more attractive when calm and gentle. When contorted by rage, she resembled a wrathful harpy.
Yet, he found himself drawn to this venomous side of her. Perhaps it was his nature to be attracted to won with such ruthlessness.
Over the past few days, Chloe, Ella’s uncle, and aunt had all co to visit her. But since she wasn’t feeling well, their visits were brief.
Benjamin had also stopped by and shared so positive news. He told Ella that LXL was growing rapidly. The fashion line’s sales in Country F were excellent, and he and the other key executives were actively recruiting more talented designers.
With such a bright future for LXL, Ella felt a sense of relief.
Although she was no longer actively involved in managing the company, she had established its core vision and values.
The long-term success of a company depended heavily on its foundational principles.
Amanda ca to see Ella again and brought surprising news.
"Ella, our movie’s promotional campaign is going crazy! The buzz is incredible. Today’s the first day of presales for tickets. Do you know how many we sold in just one day?"
Ella raised her brows in astonishnt. "How many?"
"One million! Can you believe it? Ella, you’re amazing. Signing such a successful project is going to propel LXL to even greater heights. So, you really don’t have to worry. This movie is going to be a huge success!"
Amanda was practically glowing with excitent, and her enthusiasm made it hard to doubt her sincerity.
"You’re not lying to , are you?" Ella teased with a playful smile. "You’re not just saying this to make feel better so I’ll rest, are you?"
Amanda shook her head vigorously. "Of course not! You can even ask Mr. Nelson if you don’t believe ."
*Ask him? He’ll only say the sa thing,* Ella thought with a light laugh. They all believed she was in the dark, but in reality, she knew everything.
The movie’s strong presales were undoubtedly fueled by Tiffany’s dramatic "resurrection."
Even if Tiffany hadn’t returned, the film was poised to do well at the box office. But her highly publicized coback had stirred up a storm of attention.
As a newly crowned Best Actress, Tiffany had imnse star power.
Though she had tried to tarnish LXL’s reputation, her actions had inadvertently amplified the movie’s visibility.
While many would buy tickets to see Tiffany, just as many were drawn by the fresh-faced male leads and Amanda’s on-screen beauty.
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