Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 719

Before Gilbert could say another word, Georgia abruptly hung up the phone.

Gilbert stood frozen in place for a long moment, his expression darkening. After a pause, he snatched up his car keys and stormed out.

When he arrived at the former White family residence, he found Georgia in the bedroom, her wrist slashed in an apparent suicide attempt. Of course, Georgia had no real intention of dying—she had timed it carefully to ensure Gilbert would arrive before she bled out. Still, she had lost enough blood that by the time he got there, she had already passed out.

His face pale with shock, Gilbert scooped her up without hesitation and sped to the hospital.

...

Ariana was preparing for the next day’s parent-teacher meeting when she received the news. This would be her first time attending one—she had missed the twins’ kindergarten meetings because she had been pregnant at the time, a fact that still filled her with guilt.

Now that she had promised her two little boys, she had no intention of breaking her word.

As for Sheryl…

There was no rush.

Just then, her father called. The moment she heard his words, her expression shifted.

Gilbert struggled to find the right way to explain everything to his daughter, his emotions tangled in a complicated knot. All he could do was relay Georgia’s condition. As Georgia had said—after so many years of shared history, how could he simply turn his back? The sight of her slashing her wrists in front of him had left him deeply shaken.

Ariana fell silent for a moment before responding calmly, "I'll be right there."

Gilbert exhaled in relief and nodded. "Be careful," he said, a faint trace of gratitude and guilt flickering in his chest. He was well aware of everything Georgia had done to Ariana, but no grievance outweighed a human life.

If Georgia really were to die, it would be unthinkable for Ariana not to see her one last time.

After all, she had been Ariana’s adoptive mother for over twenty years.

On the other end of the line, Ariana let out a long sigh after hanging up the phone. The corners of her lips twitched with self-mockery, but her expression remained mostly indifferent. She walked into the bedroom, where Lambert had just stepped out of the shower, and said flatly, "She attempted suicide. Dad just called." The "she" in question was, of course, Georgia.

Lambert narrowed his eyes. Like Ariana, he immediately understood the reason behind Georgia’s drastic action.

He studied her carefully. "What are you planning to do?"

Ariana shook her head. "I already told Dad I’d go over. I’ll see her first... and then decide."

Lambert’s gaze was cool. "Fine. I’ll come with you."

Ariana felt lost, her heart heavy and suffocating. At his words, she managed a faint nod and forced a weak smile. "Okay."

Fortunately, Gracie and the children were already asleep, watched over by the housekeeper, maids, and nanny, with bodyguards stationed outside. It should have been fine, but Ariana still couldn’t shake her unease. So Lambert summoned his ever-reliable—and perpetually long-suffering—assistant, Assistant Hills, to keep an eye on things.

Instead of answering, Ariana countered, "Dad, what are you planning to do?"

Her question carried layers of meaning—why was he staying? Lingering affection from their past marriage? And what came next? It also implied: *You know exactly why she tried to kill herself. So, what’s your move? Will you soften and help her?*

The question caught Gilbert off guard. Rubbing his temples in frustration, he sighed, "Ariana, let’s not discuss this now. Georgia is still unconscious."

Her lashes lowered, Ariana turned to leave. But before stepping out, she paused and said coldly, "Then tell her this when she wakes up—she did raise me for over twenty years, and I won’t dig into the reasons behind that mess. That much is true. I’ll provide for her in her old age. But she can forget about using suicide as leverage to drop the charges and save her daughter. Did her daughter ever spare a thought for *my* child before setting that fire?"

"Ariana..." Gilbert’s voice was strained.

Ariana shut her eyes briefly, then walked out without another glance.

Lambert’s expression remained unreadable. His sharp gaze flickered toward Georgia on the bed before Gilbert broke the silence. "Lambert, I know Georgia has made mistakes—including what happened with Irene. But I hope you can talk some sense into Ariana. Not just for her sake, but for the Stone family’s reputation. If this gets out, the rumors could get ugly."

After all, headlines like *CEO Mu’s Wife Drives Adoptive Mother to Suicide* would be disastrous.

Even clarifying that it was an adoptive mother wouldn’t help. Netizens would argue, *She still raised you for decades.* From an outsider’s perspective, Ariana’s actions would seem heartless.

The public wouldn’t know—or care—about the tangled history between their families. And in the face of a life hanging in the balance, nothing else would matter. The Stone family’s stocks might even take a hit.

Lambert’s tone was cool but firm. "I know what needs to be done. Thanks for the advice, but my stance aligns with Ariana’s. I won’t let anyone who harms my wife and daughter walk free. So when she wakes up, do relay this: No matter what she tries, Irene *will* serve her sentence."