Chapter 263

Isadora frowned, thinking she must have misheard.

"Suicide?" she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.

Laura, worried Isadora wouldn't believe her, spoke slowly and clearly. "Yes. Mr. Vaughan and Mrs. Vaughan have been fighting a lot lately. This morning, after another huge argument, Mrs. Vaughan went straight to her room and didn't say a word. She stayed in there for ages. When we were cleaning, we found her in the bathroom-she'd cut her wrists. Thank God we found her in time, or she would've bled out."

Only then did the weight of the situation hit Isadora.

Eleanor Vaughan was the kind of woman who'd never even lift a finger for chores, let alone tolerate pain. If she'd tried to take her own life, something truly devastating must have happened.

Isadora glanced up at the looming glass tower of The Fitzgerald Group just ahead, hesitated, then turned the steering wheel and changed direction.

Half an hour later, she pulled up in front of Vaughan Manor.

She got out of the car and hurried through the grand foyer, heading straight for Eleanor's bedroom.

opened the door, she saw Eleanor

of color, lips a ghostly pale, her whole appearance aged

doctors were at

Isadora stepped forward.

quick update. "Mrs. Vaughan tried to take her own life just now. We

was firm. "Thank you. Could you please give us

doctors nodded and left

hollow, empty as a deserted house. It was as if all

and suddenly her eyes filled with tears. One fat drop

softened at

stool and sat by the bed.

but then her grief broke loose in a wail.

comfort her, reached out instinctively-then hesitated, her hand suspended awkwardly in the air. After all these years of Eleanor's coldness, Isadora

picked them up and

for a while, Eleanor looked up, her eyes red and swollen, and croaked, "That's the divorce agreement Richard Vaughan gave me. The bastard transferred all

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