The Heiress Revived from the Ashes (Lauren Bennett) novel Chapter 241

Chapter 241 Everyone Will Pay for What They Did

Finished

Brendan set his jaw, forcing himself to be firm. “That’s enough. You don’t get to cry. You lost that right. Get up. We’re going home.”

He yanked Kenneth to his feet, ignoring the tears still pouring down his son’s face, and dragged him toward

the exit.

Brielle followed, quietly pushing Elaine’s wheelchair.

Elaine turned her head and looked up at the second floor, eyes shining with regret.

Lauren, I hope you find happiness. I really do.

As they stepped outside, Kenneth suddenly dug in his heels. He refused to leave.

“I’m not going! I have to stay–I have to apologize to her!” he cried.

Brendan had enough. His fury boiled over.

He slapped Kenneth across the face–once, then again–hard.

Only then did he finally get Kenneth into the car and take him away.

When they got back to the Gray Mansion, Brendan was finally hit with the full reality–Gray Corporation had nearly been crushed by the pressure from the Brooker side.

They hadn’t gone under, but they were hanging by a thread.

Brendan, Brielle, and Kenneth all sat in silence. The kind of silence that feels like it’s pressing down on your

chest.

Elaine, on the other hand, let out a low, cold laugh.

“This is what happens,” she said. “This is karma.”

She’d seen it coming ever since she woke up and watched Kenneth blindly defend Willow, not even stopping to ask questions.

If fate hadn’t twisted the way it did–if Lauren hadn’t been saved by pure accident–Gray Corporation would’ve crashed and burned just like the Bennetts.

The only reason her parents and brother had been able to walk back into this house unharmed was because Lauren had spared them–for her.

And the truth was… if anyone else had heard the same ugly secrets, they would’ve made the same choice

Lauren did.

Elaine wasn’t innocent either.

Before she saw Willow for who she really was, she’d sided with her. Hurt Lauren too. Just like Kenneth.

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“Where are you headed?”

Fingshed

Elaine’s eyes hardened and said, “To the prison. Everyone else knows what really happened–but Elliot doesn’t. He was one of the people who helped frame Lauren, and I’m not about to let him keep living like his hands are clean.”

With that, she spun her wheelchair around and started for the door without another word.

She didn’t need permission.

She was going–no matter what.

Hoverdale Psychiatric Hospital.

Alice thrashed wildly, screaming as the orderlies struggled to hold her down.

“I’m not sick! Let me out! I don’t belong here!”

It took two of them just to restrain her while another fastened the thick straps across her arms and legs, securing her to the hospital bed.

Her eyes were wide with fear, her voice cracking as she shouted, “You can’t do this! Do you have any idea who I am? I’m…”

But she stopped.

Because she didn’t even know what to say anymore.

Before David, she’d been the golden girl–heiress of Pierce Corporation. People in Hoverdale used to whisper her name with respect.

Then she became his wife.

And now?

Her father was gone.

David had been lying to her the entire time.

She didn’t even want the title of Mrs. Bennett anymore. It meant nothing.

Her son was in prison. Her daughter loathed her.

There was no one left to protect her. No name left to cling to.

And in that moment, tied to a hospital bed in a place that smelled like bleach and despair–Alice felt it.

That bone–deep, soul–crushing helplessness.

For the first time in her life, she had no power. No way out.

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crazy.”

But the doctor didn’t even look up.

“Everyone says that when they get here. If you were line, you wouldn’t be here in the first place.”

“I’m not sick,” Alice insisted, clinging to the words like they were her last hope.

“I’m not sick. I’m not sick.”

But no one believed her.

“Relax,” the doctor said flatly. “You’ll be sick soon enough”

Then came the sting of a needle in her arm.

Finished

As the drug entered her bloodstream, her head began to spin. Her body went limp. Her thoughts scattered like leaves in the wind.

All she could feel was hopelessness.

This was it. This was the same kind of silence Lauren must have faced–screaming for someone to believe her, to hear her, and being met with nothing but judgment.

Was she this terrified too? This broken?

Just before everything went dark, a single tear slipped down Alice’s cheek.