Chapter 779: He’s Victor’s Brother

Ella Bailey turned her head, following Tina's motion.

On the surveillance screen, a room filled with sophisticated medical equipment came into view. A woman lay on the bed, her face deathly pale, her body devoid of vitality. Only the faint white mist on the light blue oxygen mask of the ventilato proved that she was still alive.

There was no sound in the footage, but Ella Bailey could almost hear the rhythmic beeping of the monitors in her ears.

She held her breath. Her heartbeat thudded violently, reverberating through her chest.

Even though she didn't understand medicine, she could tell that her mother's condition wasn't good.

The arms that had once held her so gently were now scarred, deep and shallow cuts crisscrossing her skin.

Some of the older wounds had healed, leaving white marks behind. The newer ones, grayish-brown scabs, threatened to shred Ella's fragile nerves.

"Mom..."

Her lips trembled, her teeth chattered, and the single word that escaped her throat came out broken and hoarse.

Tears began to fall, her sobs spreading like ripples through the quiet living room.

Tina watched silently. With a wave of her hand, Courtney and the others standing behind her led Elsa upstairs. At the top of the stairs, Elsa couldn't resist glancing back.

The Ella Bailey who had always flaunted her strength and pride now looked like a child who had lost her most treasured possession.

Her shoulders shook, her helplessness and despair stark and overwhelming.

in Elsa's mind-of herself standing amidst the blood of her parents after they jumped to their deaths, the world crumbling around her. Perhaps... perhaps she had truly misunderstood Ella Bailey

thought was cut short

the laptop from the table and said calmly, "Over the years, you've helped Victor with so many things-all so

figure now slowly sank to the

me where my mom was.

shoulder, urging

"Do you

know those people?"

and the others lying on the ground, trying to shrink into invisibility. Ella Bailey,

gaze froze, and after a moment of disbelief, she

Tina murmured, her thoughts

of some grand deception. She sniffled, her voice trembling. "Yes. He's Victor's half-brother, Ozan Bailey. But according to the Bailey family records, he's

"Mmm! Mmm!"

bound. Black tape sealed his mouth, but his wide, glaring eyes

promised me-he said if I watched over this

in her eyes. "So it was you? You were the one

shrank back, his small, beady eyes darting nervously. But then he puffed up his chest, glaring defiantly. "So what if I was? Listen here, you brat-if you don't release me right now, I'l tell my brother you betrayed the Bailey

I care about

all these years, you still don't see Victor for what he is. No wonder you've been played like a fool. Once, you were Grandpa's favorite son, but now you've let Victor, that

lifted slightly, almost playful. "Shall I fetch the family records for you? I promise,

not true!" Ozan Bailey's face turned red, his voice

deceived his first wife. A man who climbed to power by stepping on the very woman who helped him get there-do you really think he'd treat you, his rival for the family fortune,

time, walked over slowly. "How could he? That money was used long ago by Victor to dig up the

your grandfather left you to condemn your mother to eternal

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