Chapter 3

Seeing Sophie about to lose consciousness, Marcus somehow found the strength to break free from the guard restraining him.

He lunged toward Sophie, but the next moment, another guard kicked him to the ground.

Victoria looked at Marcus like he was trash:

"I graciously invited you to eat shrimp, and not only are you ungrateful, you dare resist? Then don't blame me for being rude!"

"Beat this old fool senseless! I want to see if his bones are harder than my rules!"

The guards obeyed and immediately began punching and kicking Marcus. Soon he fell silent.

Sophie's breathing grew weaker and weaker, but she looked at Marcus, whose fate was uncertain, and tears fell from her clouded eyes.

I struggled desperately to break free from the guard holding me, screaming:

"Victoria Young! Stop this! Are you trying to kill someone?!"

Victoria looked at me calmly, from her position of superiority:

"Mrs. Pierce, so what if someone dies? Would Mr. Pierce really send me to prison over these two country bumpkin parents of yours?"

My heart raced with anxiety, but I knew Victoria was speaking the truth.

She was the housekeeper who enjoyed Mr. Pierce's complete trust, while my marriage to Mr. Pierce was nothing more than an arrangement made by our grandparents.

After marriage, he treated me with extreme coldness, and for ten years had allowed Victoria to humiliate me in every way.

Seeing they were being beaten to death, I suddenly spotted a fruit knife in the fruit bowl on the dining table.

I violently broke free from the guard restraining me and rushed to grab the knife.

Before anyone could react, I pressed the knife against Victoria's throat and shouted to the guards:

"Pull the car up to the door and put the two elderly people in it. Don't follow us!"

Victoria's face went deathly pale. She quickly said to the guards:

"Do as she says!"

At the same time, she didn't forget to threaten me through gritted teeth:

"Emma Hart, when Mr. Pierce finds out what you did to me, you're dead!"

With lives at stake, I ignored her.

After the guards had settled the two elders as I instructed, I took Victoria hostage to the car door, shoved her away, and immediately drove toward Mr. Pierce's hospital.

The Pierce family was a wealthy family in River City. Sophie and Marcus doted on their son Pierce.

They hadn't forced Pierce to inherit the company but instead let him become a doctor as he wished. They'd even invested heavily to establish a large private hospital for him.

I drove as fast as I could, racing against time to reach the hospital.

As long as I got to the hospital, everything would be fine. Pierce wouldn't refuse to save his own parents!

Meanwhile, I called Pierce countless times while driving, but unsurprisingly, all the calls were declined.

I hadn't held much hope anyway. For all these years, I'd contacted Pierce through Victoria. He never answered my calls or replied to my messages.

Finally, I pulled up to the emergency center entrance of the hospital, grabbed a passing nurse, and said:

"I'm the wife of your Dr. Pierce! His parents—one was severely beaten and is unconscious, the other is in danger from an allergic reaction. Get someone to take them to the emergency room now!"

The young nurse just rolled her eyes at me:

"Ma'am, you must be joking."

"Everyone at our hospital knows Dr. Pierce's girlfriend is Miss Victoria Young. Even if you want to cut the line for treatment, you should come up with a better story!"

I was stunned, but the situation was too urgent. I didn't bother explaining and instead grabbed the nurse:

"Go find Pierce immediately. Tell him my name is Emma Hart, and tell him everything else I just said. He'll handle it!"

Seeing my anxious expression, the nurse didn't dare delay and immediately went upstairs to find Pierce.

Before long, Pierce came down with her.

As soon as he saw me, he accused me coldly:

"What is wrong with you?!"

"Victoria just called me. She kindly invited your parents to eat shrimp, and not only were you ungrateful, you lied about your mother being allergic and even cut Victoria with a knife. You're getting bolder and bolder!"

I was dumbfounded by this slander, but I didn't have time to explain. I pointed anxiously at the car I'd driven:

"They're not my parents—they're YOUR parents! They're both unconscious in the car right now. Hurry and get someone to take them to the emergency room!"

But Pierce didn't even glance at the car. He shook off my hand and turned to leave:

"My parents? My parents have been living abroad permanently. They never come back. You're lying through your teeth just to cut the line for treatment!"

"Victoria has a PhD in nutrition. She said your mother just overate and has indigestion. I'm the hospital director, you're my family member—I especially can't help you. I can't let you cut the line for treatment."

"Go wait in line like everyone else. Stop trying to use the Pierce family's influence to take shortcuts all the time."