His Secret Spoiled Wife (Lily and Alexander) novel Chapter 1193

Hannah and Ralph panicked when they saw Heather standing up. Their fear of Heather had taken root in their hearts, after all.

When Heather was lying in bed, unable to move and dying, the duo still feared her a little, let alone now when she could stand before them.

“No! It’s impossible!” Hannah did not want to believe what she was seeing. She thought her plan was perfect and had everything under control. Hannah thought she had secured her victory, so she would not believe it if anyone told her she had lost.

“Chump, do you think you can fool me with that nonsense?” Hannah smiled forcefully and continued, “You wish you could intimidate me so easily! It would take you longer than this to return to the Riggs’ Estate and get reinforcements. You’re just bluffing, aren’t you? My people will rush inside and take you down as soon as I call for them. I’d advise you to run for your life before I change my mind! I can let you off the hook if you walk away now.”

“You’re the one bluffing here,” Heather retorted coldly, “Accept what’s happening. Do you think you can bribe my people so easily? I have friends in this industry, too, besides enemies. You underestimate me too much!”

After a pause, she continued, “By the way, do you think you can replace me after attending a few boring dinners and talking to a few useless people? Hannah Riggs, you’re way too naive! Do you think that’s all I can do? If that’s true, I couldn’t have gotten to where I am today, and the Riggs family would not have the wealth we possess today!”

“Then you…” Hannah widened her eyes, obviously convinced by Heather’s words by now. There was just one thing she did not understand. ‘She wasn’t in good health recently, and it didn’t look like she was acting at all.’

“Do you like the show I put up for you?” Heather took a deep breath and pressed one hand on the bed’s frame. When she tightened her grip, the wood crushed.

The duo just watched Heather’s movements as their faces paled from fear.

Ralph was feeling hopeless now. Recently, his mind had been in a mess, making him restless. Now, he had lost his last hope, Hannah, to turn the tables around. Without the Riggs family’s support, he genuinely had nothing left.

“Ants,” Heather sneered and turned to say, “Lock the two of them up and wait for my orders.” Then she headed out the door.

With that, Chump nodded and tied the duo up before throwing them into a room, locking it up as he walked out the door. In just such a short time, a drastic change occurred. The room returned to its pitch-black state. Hannah remained silent and sat in her spot, not moving for a long time. Everything felt like a nightmare to her.

Ralph noticed her pale expression and understood what she was feeling. Just a while ago, he experienced the same thing. The only difference was that he failed, while Hannah thought she succeeded when she fell into Heather's trap instead.

They were so close to getting everything they wanted. Hannah wondered if everything would be different if she had forced the poisonous liquid down Heather’s throat earlier.

“Annie…” Ralph could no longer bear to see Hannah’s blank expression and called her nickname softly.

Hannah blinked like his voice had returned her to her senses. Then she turned to look at him and said dazedly, “Am I dreaming? Can you slap me? Slap me to wake me up from this nightmare! How could I fail? I carefully planned everything. Chump—why is Chump not dead?”

Ralph understood how Hannah felt better than anyone else, and the more she struggled, the more his heart pained for her. “Annie, I forgot about how cunning Heather could be. She took advantage of me in the past and did it again to you this time. She lied about getting poisoned. I bet the poison didn’t affect her, but she put on a show for us!”