My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 821

When Esther's voice reached their ears, their hearts leaped.

"Esther, do you still remember me?" Oliver asked.

Esther turned to Oliver and softly replied, "Uncle Oliver."

Impatiently, Gabriel questioned, "What about me?"

"Grandpa Gabriel."

Nervousness made everyone's palms sweaty. They weren't sure if the plan would work.

"Esther, do you recall what happened before you fainted?" Agatha asked cautiously.

Esther bit her lip and nodded, her eyes filled with deep-seated hatred. "Grandma Foster, I no longer have a sister."

Agatha and Oliver exchanged a knowing glance. Their plan seemed successful.

"Esther, I understand your grief, but we can't bring people back to life." Agatha gently stroked Esther's hair, her eyes filled with affection. She spoke softly. "You're still recovering. When you're stronger, we'll introduce you to your sister's child."

Esther sat up eagerly and said, "I'm fine now. I can—"

"You still need more rest, and we haven't informed the child about your sister."

Agatha's words brought tears to Esther's eyes. She looked at Oliver and said, "Uncle Oliver, I want justice for my sister."

"We'll take it slow with justice. First, you need to regain your strength." Oliver signaled to Gabriel, and the three of them left the room.

"It looks like the plan worked."