Sabrina's chest tightened.
She thought crushing the old woman of the Mercer family meant she could finally run the house as she pleased.
And for a while, she had. She was practically untouchable.
After all, Martin accommodated her every whim.
Even if his sons didn't take her side, Martin always did.
But Sabrina never expected a wrench to be thrown into the works halfway through.
If that old woman hadn't been sticking her nose where it didn't belong, Sabrina wouldn't have cared if the Mercer and Winthrop families were planning a marriage alliance.
But Beatrice clearly despised her and took every opportunity to humiliate her. How could she possibly endure that?
"In-laws? Are you saying one of the Winthrop grandsons is going to marry Lillian?"
The sharp edge of shock in Sabrina's voice seemed to snap Martin back to reality.
He lunged forward, clamping a hand over her mouth. "Shh! Sweetheart, you cannot breathe a word of this to anyone, do you hear me?
The deal isn't finalized yet. If you let this slip, I won't just have to answer to my sons—I'll have to answer to the Winthrops.
I am begging you, just pretend you never heard it. Let it go, okay?"
Sabrina pulled his hand away. "This... you've certainly plotted this out well. Once they marry, that old woman will be breathing down my neck forever!"
"Oh, stop it," Martin reassured her. "She has her own home. She won't be living here.
Besides, her son and daughter-in-law are abroad. She might just pack up and retire overseas any day now.
Don't worry. Even if you wanted to see her often, you probably wouldn't get the chance.
Relax. Just relax."
Sabrina swallowed her rage. It was clear she had no standing to object. The Mercers and Winthrops had already mapped everything out. If she protested now, not only would she have no authority to stop it, but she'd also be labeled unreasonable.
Sabrina didn't waste another second. Using the excuse of going down to get some fruit, she bolted to Bella's room and relayed the entire conversation.
Bella sneered. "Looks like we nailed it. A marriage alliance.
Now that she knew about the alliance, digging for extra details wouldn't be too hard.
After Sabrina returned to her room, Bella mulled over the name she had just heard.
Tristan Winthrop.
It sounded so familiar.
Where had she heard it before?
Bella racked her brain, but for the life of her, she couldn't pinpoint when or where she had encountered that name.
After a long while of turning up nothing, she finally gave up.
Meanwhile, at the hospital.
In the VIP ward, Lucas had zero chance of getting close to Debbie Harris's room during the day.
He waited until the dead of night. Only when he saw the bodyguards outside her door dozing off did he finally make his move.

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