Mia rubbed her eyes forcefully, wondering if her nervousness had caused her to hallucinate.
"Are you awake?" A cold voice pulled her back to reality.
It was only then that Mia remembered it was Lambert who had rushed back to save her last night. Now, as she woke up, the first person she saw was him. A ripple of emotions stirred in her heart.
But just as this feeling of joy began to blossom, it was immediately doused by a cold, biting remark, like water in the dead of winter, quenching all her naive hopes.
"Now that you're awake, there's something I need to remind you of." The man squinted his eyes. "You better not try any tricks. I told you before, even if the baby in your belly was gone, I wouldn't care."
Did Lambert think she had deliberately arranged for this to happen?
The thought hit her, and Mia felt a sharp pain in her chest, as though someone had cruelly twisted her heart.
Ignoring the IV drip in her hand, she struggled to sit up and searched for her phone. She had to tell him that no one cherished the baby in her belly more than she did!
But Lambert gave her no chance. He just threw out that icy, sharp remark and wheeled himself away.
Through the hospital room window, Mia saw Ethan waiting for him outside.
Powerless, she slumped back onto the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Once, he had been her protector, standing behind her with warmth. Back then, she was not mute, and he had said, "Little girl, I will protect you for life. You will always be my little girl."
But when did things start to change like this?
Maybe it all started when her mother died. The stepmother arrived, and together with her father, they sent her to the orphanage...
"Sir, we've found out. It was Jonathan and Hannah who sent people to do it, and the three men have confessed."
Ethan pushed Lambert aside and reported the news he had just received. Before Lambert could speak, a voice full of surprise and anger came from behind them.
"You mean it was Jonathan and Hannah? That Hannah was the woman who appeared at the party last night?" It was Jennifer who spoke.
When Jennifer received the news last night, she had been restless, fearing that something might happen to Mia's baby. So, as soon as dawn broke, she hurried over with her servants, only to hear this news. She quickly stepped forward.
Seeing that Lambert did not deny it, her well-made-up face twisted in anger.
"I knew that little bitch had bad intentions!" Jennifer's gaze fell on the folder in Ethan's hand. "What's that you have there?"
Although Lambert was the head of the Wenshte Family, Jennifer also held shares in the family and was a high-ranking executive, so Ethan still showed her respect.
"Mrs. Jennifer, these are photos taken from the hotel surveillance, and the confessions of the three men who planned to harm the lady."
Jennifer opened the folder, and there were photos of Hannah pouring mineral water on Mia at the hotel entrance, along with a USB drive, likely containing the confessions of the three men and surveillance footage.
Coincidentally, just as Jennifer was fuming, the two culprits who almost caused Mia to miscarry appeared before her.
"Ah, didn't expect Lambert to be here, and Jennifer too. How lucky, Jonathan and I were just worried about finding Mia's hospital room."
Hannah still didn't understand what was going on, so she clung tightly to Jonathan's side and continued, "I heard early this morning that Mia was attacked by robbers last night. We rushed over with Jonathan to make sure she was safe and to report to Uncle William."
Though her words seemed caring, her eyes were filled with schadenfreude.
Jonathan added fuel to the fire, "Yeah, Lambert, if something happens to Mia or the baby, you'll need to stay strong."
Jennifer's anger surged at the mention of the baby.
She had no children of her own, and her position as Lambert's stepmother was precarious. She worked hard to get to where she was.
Now, with Mia about to have a child, Jennifer could finally get rid of Lambert, this hard-to-control piece on the chessboard, and secure her position as the matriarch of the Wenshte Family. This opportunity had almost been ruined by these two obstacles!
Before Lambert could speak, Jennifer angrily scolded, "How dare you show up! You threatened Mia last night at the party, and now you're resorting to violence! Do you think we're easy targets?"
Hannah was stunned by the shouting and exchanged looks with Jonathan.
Jonathan was the first to speak. "Jennifer, what's the meaning of this?"
Jennifer sneered, "What do you mean? You still won't admit it? Mia almost got killed because you two were behind it!"
She threw the folder straight at Jonathan and Hannah, her gaze sharp and commanding, showing no intention of letting them off lightly.
"Out of respect for your parents, I haven't called the police, but that doesn't mean I'll turn a blind eye! People like you, with no morals, will never be accepted in the Wenshte Family! Starting today, you're officially fired from the Wenshte Family!"
Jonathan, who had been flipping through the photos, suddenly looked up. "Fired? I'm part of the Wenshte Family! Even if you're the wife of the head of the family, you don't have the right to fire me!"
He could no longer hold back, his face twisted in fury. "And based on just a few photos, how can you accuse us of being the killers? Mrs. Jennifer, if you want to take over the Wenshte Family, at least come up with a better excuse!"
Jennifer, struck by his words, trembled in anger. The standoff between them was like dogs fighting.
Throughout all this, Lambert remained silent, his eyes flashing intermittently.
"Jonathan, I suggest you watch your words! Not just the photos, the USB drive contains evidence as well! Don't say I didn't warn you—if you keep being dishonest, I won't hesitate to kick both you and your father out of the Wenshte Family!"
Wenshte Group was founded by Lambert's father, Robert Wenshte. Even though Jonathan's father had shares in the company, the Wenshte Family was still controlled by Robert's son and wife.
"Fine! Fine! I'll go tell my father and see if he has any say in the Wenshte Family!"
Jonathan spat out these words, glaring at Hannah, whose face was just as ugly, before grabbing her and leaving in a hurry.
The farce came to an end.
Jennifer, who had nothing more to say to Lambert, didn't linger. Like a victorious peacock, she entered Mia's hospital room.
"Send two reliable people to keep an eye on Mia. Don't let her cause any more trouble."
Lambert's hand lightly tapped on the armrest of his wheelchair as he gave a brief order to Ethan behind him, then fell silent. His dark eyes, however, were filled with flickering light.
Thinking about the reactions of Hannah and Jonathan just now, a deep suspicion silently spread in his eyes.