Chapter 177 - 177: I Don't Care

Ivy's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint settling in them. "Well, I don't want Ruby in this family anymore. You're going to have to choose, Mother. It's either her… or me."

Regina stared at her, stunned. "What?"

"I'm serious. I'm not going to stand by and watch you protect her. Either she's out of this family for good—permanently—or I am."

Regina's voice rose. "Have you lost your mind? You're asking me to choose between my daughters? Do you know what that even means?"

"Why are you acting like you care now?" Ivy snapped. "Have you ever supported Ruby in anything? It's always been me! You've always been on my side!"

"Yes, I have," Regina said tightly. "But that doesn't mean I want one of my children dead."

"Well maybe you don't have a choice anymore," Ivy said darkly.

Regina's voice dropped, her words sharp with disbelief. "You really are out of your mind."

Without another word, Ivy spun on her heel and stormed into the kitchen.

Regina, alarmed, followed quickly, calling after her. "Ivy—what are you doing?"

Ivy didn't answer. She reached for the knife block by the marble counter and pulled out a long, glinting blade. Her hand trembled—not from fear, but fury. Her chest heaved, eyes wild.

"I won't let her ruin us," she hissed, turning to face her mother.

Regina's face went pale. "Put that down. Ivy—enough of this madness. Don't do something you'll regret."

"You're the one who's going to regret it if you keep defending her!" Ivy shouted. "Why can't we kill her?"

Regina stepped forward, hand outstretched. "Give me the knife," she said, ignoring Ivy's outburst.

"No. I'm not. You have to choose between watching me die or letting me kill her. She's nothing to you so why not just let me finish her off and repay Stefan and his stupid mother for all the humiliation they caused me?"

"Ivy," Regina called, closing the gap between them.

No matter what Ivy said, she wouldn't let I y kill Ruby and she definitely wouldn't stand here and watch Ivy kill herself.

again but I can't

CARE!" Ivy

Ivy wasn't buying it, Regina decided to snatch

sudden struggle erupted. The knife clattered between their hands, slipping—and in one swift, horrifying moment, the blade slashed across

soaked through her blouse

in hand, her breath ragged. "No… no, no,

moan, her

my god…" Ivy whispered,

herself or her mom. She'd only wanted to threaten her and get

had just happened? She glanced at Regina on the ground, her hand covering her mouth. Was she dead? Why was there so much blood? What should

of her skin when she heard a sudden gasp came from behind her. The maid, Abeni, who had been tending the garden outside and had overheard their

"Madam!"

before Abeni could reach for a phone or shout again, Ivy

Ruby's fault. If she was going to get arrested for murdering her mother even though it was a mistake,

stopping her from killing Ruby but now she was gone. Gone while trying to protect Ruby. Ruby would have to

as she

Quinn's estate opened swiftly to admit the blaring ambulance, its red and blue

blinds, startled by the sudden noise in their normally

pacing in panic just outside the kitchen door, clutching her apron and murmuring rapid prayers under her

door, guided by Abeni's frantic gestures and her

deep crimson. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted slightly, and her chest barely moved. One of the medics knelt beside her, checking for a pulse. The other started prepping the stretcher and

got a deep abdominal laceration," the first medic muttered to his partner. "Rapid blood loss.

her loaded onto the stretcher, an oxygen mask strapped over her mouth. Abeni followed helplessly behind them, her

toward the hospital, there was a crowd gathering outside—neighbors, security men, even passersby who had caught a glimpse of

waiting. But despite all efforts—despite the fluids, the paddles, the desperate, shouted commands from doctors—Regina was declared dead on arrival. The blade had cut too deep. She had bled out before they even reached the hospital

hospital's security cameras caught wind of what had happened. A senior nurse, unable to hold back her shock,

ambulance reaching the hospital, sirens off, their cars pulling up silently but with unmistakable urgency. Uniformed officers stepped out, greeted by a growing crowd of reporters who kept asking questions to confirm what they'd

happened in just a few minutes. She was still

Dylan Walter, tall and composed, entered the hospital first, flashing his badge to the hospital's receptionist and the security guards

Peterson?" he

nodded, lips quivering.

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