revenge

"The money is for your medical expenses. I have urgent matters to attend to. Can we connect later?"

Arabella was in too much pain to speak.

Everything before her turned pitch black, and she could see nothing.

Her eyes—she had worked diligently every day, dedicating nearly two decades, inheriting all the skills from her grandfather. Since childhood, she had considered her eyes more important than life itself.

And now, they were ruined.

Shivering all over, her face pale, she was in immense pain and profound despair.

By the time the restaurant owner heard the commotion and approached, the person who had harmed Arabella had long disappeared.

The owner drove her to the hospital.

During the treatment and X-ray examination, Reginald arrived.

Dressed in a high-end tailored suit with a tie, having adjourned a third of the meeting upon receiving a call about Arabella's injured eyes, he hastily came over.

Assisted by the restaurant owner, Arabella stumbled out of the examination room.

Frail and