Wow, it looks like you are well recovered!”
Presley walked in with a servant. She saw Eleanor sitting on the bed, and her nose wrinkled in disgust.
“Now hurry up and eat. Stop staring at the ceiling.”
Eleanor couldn’t stomach the bland hospital food.
Even though it was a VIP set meal, she always disposed of the food after managing to take two bites, so she had been relying on Presley to bring her food from home.
This often led to Presley mocking her.
As Eleanor took the food from the servant, she couldn’t help but feel delighted at the thought of Presley’s dead daughter.
“Yes, I’m recovering quickly, which is great news for the Turner family. After all, I’m the only heir left. What would you do if something bad happened to me?”
As Eleanor stirred the fruit and vegetable salad, she looked at Presley and winked.
Presley rolled her eyes and sneered.
“Your mother is a slut, and you’ll never be able to shake off the shame she’s brought upon you.
What’s the big deal if you become the heir of the Turner family now?
Things you’ve snatched from others will eventually slip through your fingers.”
After her cutting remark, Presley turned away from Eleanor, refusing to look at her any longer to avoid further irritation.
Eleanor was puzzled by Presley’s calm demeanor.
Why wasn’t Presley more anxious and worried after Jennifer’s disappearance?
Eleanor had a gut feeling that something was off.
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She gave Presley a piercing look and said, “I’m getting discharged soon. I’m just a little injured. But your poor child is gone forever.”
Eleanor allowed herself a smug smile, like she had won some sort of competition. But Presley’s calm facade quickly crumbled into panic.
“What did you just say?” Presley darted over to Eleanor and gripped her arms tightly.
“Tell me what’s wrong with my daughter!”
“Do you have an issue with hearing?” Eleanor shoved Presley’s hands off her in disgust.
“I said your daughter is never coming back, because she’s dead!”
“No way! That’s impossible! It’s a lie! My daughter is alive. How could she be dead? You’re just jealous of her, and that’s why you’re saying these things!”