Chapter 174

Irene's eyes shifted, landing on Brian with a cold, piercing stare that seemed to bore right through him.

"Irene, what's wrong?" Brian's voice wavered with unease as he tried to decipher her expression. But her face remained impassive, as still as a calm sea.

It had been less than a week since Irene awoke from her coma, and her body had yet to fully recover. Despite this, she had been diligently practicing her speech every day, determined to clear Claire's name and expose Vanessa as the real culprit.

The most painful irony lay in the fact that her own brother, Brian, had never once asked about the person responsible for her vegetative state all those years ago.

If he had asked, even though she couldn't speak, she could have communicated with him through blinks or nods. Yes, it was Vanessa. Brother, you must seek justice for me, put Vanessa behind bars.

But he never did. Not once.

The brother who had once cherished her now seemed like a stranger, defending her assailant, becoming someone unrecognizable and detestable.

Her heart felt like it was being torn into countless pieces, each soaked in blood.

Suddenly, Irene's lips twisted into a peculiar smile, and she mustered all her strength to push a single word from her throat.

"Karma!"

weak and hoarse, but it echoed down the

laughter that

injury was

up blood was

broken leg was

inevitable, and

delayed, but it

harmed Claire would face their

this was only the

spread wide, appearing both manic

Brian's face turned ashen.

was filled with anger and frustration, but she was his sister,

hand on her. All he could do was bark orders at the nurse, "Take her away! She's weak

acting on Brian's command, quickly

helplessly in the chair, unable to resist, but her eyes remained fixed on Brian, filled with palpable disdain

were countless harsh words she wanted to hurl at him, but she couldn't, so she

a splitting

done to

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