The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 187

Chapter 187 Humiliation

Isabella made her way to the hospital where Rosie was recovering. Upon opening the ward's door, she was greeted by a sharp scent of disinfectant.

As Isabella entered, she was abruptly soaked by a deluge of slop from above, completely drenching her.

Her hair and clothes clung to the bits of leftover food, emitting a terrible smell. There she stood, her eyes clenched shut, too humiliated to utter a sound.

Rosie sat on the hospital bed and burst into loud, uncontrollable laughter. For the first time in ages, a weight had lifted off her chest. She was no longer the only one fate had it out for. "This is so funny..."

All the rage and bitterness she had bottled up finally got released. The storm inside her had quieted, and in its place came a strange sense of relief, even a hint of triumph. She turned a sharp gaze on Isabella, convinced Isabella hadn't paid nearly enough. She had not only been poured with the slop but also been subjected to

endless online harassment. Isabella hadn't faced any online harassment at all.

A cold, calculating look crossed Rosie's face as she started to devise a way to humiliate Isabella more.

Rachael, still holding the empty slop bucket, said coldly to Isabella, "This is the price you should pay for deceiving Miss Harper. Next time, it won't be just a bucket of slop!"

She then gestured for the cleaners who had been waiting outside the door.

Rotten leftovers and a sour stink clung to the floor. Isabella could be a mess, but this was Rosie's hospital room, and Rachael wasn't about to let it stay filthy.

The cleaning crew set to work, efficiently tidying up the floor and refreshing the air with sprays of disinfectant and air freshener.

remained covered in filth, left

As she watched Rosie laugh in delight, all she could think about was how badly she wanted to strangle her

"Your anger is pointless. You've only yourself to blame for

her hair, making her look like a complete mess. She fumbled for tissues in her bag

Miss Harper?" She was stubborn, seeking an explanation from Rosie, and in her innocence,

shouted, delivering a sharp kick to the

thud, pain radiating through her knees as she glared at

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once more. "How dare you glare at me

wobbled because of the

not at fault here. Isn't this Miss Harper's own mistake? I provided her with such valuable information, yet she still failed in targeting Brenna. How is that my

you talking back?" Rachael swung the slop bucket at

said, "I'm sorry. Please don't

watched the scene unfold before her. She believed Isabella hadn't paid enough. Rachael continued to

harsh look on Rosie's face remained. She observed Isabella's misery, which made her feel

see if you dare provide me with

understood

apologize to Rosie or accept blame for the

on her long relationship with Denis and

she

left with no help.

it was obvious that Rosie was only