The buzz surrounding Charles's phenomenal PR team was undeniable, and Samuel couldn't shake the feeling that Joe was the mastermind. He mused, "If only Joe had supported me back then, I'd be on the path to winning an Oscar by now." He was convinced that by now he would be an acclaimed Oscar winner, basking in the fame and glory. And if the Martin family had supported them, the Williams family might have staged a remarkable comeback, perhaps even becoming the most influential family in Jipsburg, second only to the Martins. Instead, they were living in destitution because Skylar refused to help.
"Skye! Oh… My stomach… Everything hurts so much! Call the doctor! These doctors are useless. They're going to kill me! I need to get out of here! I need to be transferred to another hospital. My daughter is here; she'll help me transfer. Hurry, the doctor is coming…" Sadie cried, her voice filled with exaggerated pain.
"What are you waiting for? Go find a doctor and get Mom transferred," Peter barked at Skylar.
"Move it! If you don't help us transfer her, you're practically killing Mom!" Samuel added sharply.
The trio's dramatic display surpassed any soap opera. Skylar smirked. "The only ones killing her are herself and you two. This has nothing to do with me. If you're looking to play the moral guilt card, go to Maisy."
The Williams family's audacity never ceased to amaze her; they always found new ways to provoke her. Other patients and their families watched the chaotic scene with bewildered expressions. But as Peter and Samuel continued their tirade, the truth emerged—the Williamses had created their own predicament. They were facing the consequences of their actions, their intentions far from noble.
A young girl nearby, after recognizing Samuel, exclaimed, "Wait, I know you, Samuel Williams. Your whole family is a mess! I can't believe my friend used to have a crush on you. And this is how you treat your own mother? You're disgusting. Even though she's your biological sister, you never treated her right, and now you want to exploit her? You all have no shame!"
The girl's unfiltered contempt was typical of her age. Skylar offered a warm smile, causing the girl to blush and lower her head. Turning to Sadie, Skylar said, "If I were you, I'd reflect deeply on my mistakes and try to live the rest of your life with some honesty. Pretending to seek my forgiveness is pointless. Since the day of the car accident, I stopped expecting anything from you. To me, your entire family means less than strangers. You've tried to manipulate me repeatedly, and it hasn't worked. So, if you have any sense, you'll stop. Push me too far, and things won't end well for any of you."
With that, Skylar slapped both Peter and Samuel. The sharp sound echoed through the ward. Their already pale faces reddened and swelled.
"You!" they exclaimed in unison.
Skylar's voice was icy. "I just felt like putting you in your place."
"You… How dare you!" Samuel stammered, shocked by Skylar's boldness.
Peter, however, recognized a chilling familiarity in Skylar's demeanor—a ruthlessness reminiscent of Joe.
Without another word, Skylar brushed past them and headed for the exit. They were about to follow when they saw Joe standing in the doorway. His cold, piercing gaze immobilized them. In that instant, they felt utterly insignificant.