Chapter 129
“What happened to Hannah?” Kennedy turned off the TV and asked.
“Howard took Hannah. He said he found a doctor to perform surgery on her, but the surgery went wrong, and Hannah… She…” Vanessa cried uncontrollably, her face filled with grief. Then, she continued, “I went to Howard’s to demand answers, but he refused to give her back to me, and he even kicked me out!”
Vanessa clutched her chest, sobbing.
Kennedy quickly poured her a glass of water, guided her to the sofa, and gently patted her back to calm her.
“What can we do now? Howard is not someone we can mess with,” Kennedy said. Hearing the tragic news about his beloved daughter, his eyes welled up with tears. However, he could not do anything about this as the other party was Howard.
On the one hand, it was his beloved daughter’s corpse. On the other hand, there was Howard, who had great influence in the entertainment industry. Not only that, but Howard also had the support of Svelton’s wealthiest family, the Lawsons.
Even though he deeply mourned Hannah’s passing and wanted to make Howard pay, he did not dare provoke him easily. He was caught in the middle, torn between two sides.
Jennifer sat on the side, not bothering to hide her joy.
As Vanessa slowly composed her emotions, she saw Jennifer smirking, further infuriating her. She pointed at Jennifer and cursed, “You bitch! You’re the reason I lost my daughter! If not for your jinxed presence, Hannah wouldn’t have had that accident in the first place!”
Jennifer snorted, chuckling, “It wasn’t me who made her drunk and crashed her car, and it wasn’t me who handed her over to Howard to undergo surgery. What does her death have to do with me? Don’t spew your accusations at me. You’re throwing dirt on me for no reason.” Jennifer rolled her eyes disdainfully, placing the crystal glass heavily on the coffee table. “It’s all because of you! Otherwise, how would you have known Hannah was dead before anyone else? Don’t even try to deny it! I’m going to kill you!” Vanessa was furious, grabbing the TV remote from the coffee table and throwing it at Jennifer.
“Stop this madness! What’s gotten into you both!” Kennedy yelled, stopping their argument. Jennifer moved slightly away from the sofa, maintaining distance from Vanessa, and spoke calmly, “Tomorrow is the day Eli said he would give the public an explanation. We can use this opportunity to announce Hannah’s death.”
“What do you mean? Hannah has already left this world, and you want to exploit her?” Vanessa grew agitated again.
Kennedy hurriedly held her back, signaling Jennifer to continue.
“We’ll hold a press conference tomorrow. Alongside announcing Hannah’s death, we’ll shift all the blame onto Sheena. This way, we won’t offend Howard and can gain the upper hand in public opinion,” Jennifer proposed, having meticulously planned tomorrow’s event.
Even if Sheena was gone, Jennifer was determined to tarnish her reputation and make her the
subject of public disdain.
Kennedy pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement. “Let’s go along with your plant. Make sure to arrange it well.”
Kennedy’s face still bore traces of sadness despite agreeing to Jennifer’s suggestion. Then, he went upstairs with Vanessa.
On the internet, as the day of explanation approached, the media continued to focus on the matter, and curious onlookers awaited the unveiling of the truth,
This night might have been a sleepless one for many as they tossed and turned, unable to rest.
Sheena, of course, had not forgotten either, eagerly awaiting the unfolding of tomorrow’s grand event. Deep into the night, she remained unusually awake, devoid of sleepiness. After tossing and turning in bed for a while, she got up and walked over to a cabinet, standing on her tiptoes to retrieve a small wooden box from the top shelf.
Carefully opening it, Sheena pulled out a photograph from the bottom.
It was a picture of her and Elijah on their wedding day, the only one they had together.
