Chapter 517

Camila’s eyes widened in fear and astonishment as she saw the ladder looming above her head.

Just as the ladder was about to crush her, shout and saw a figure rushing towards her she heard someone’s frantic

The next second, somebody pushed her a few paces away, and a deafening crash echoed across the room as the ladder hit the

floor.

Camila hurried to see the person who had saved her. And when she did, her face turned as white as a ghost.

It was Aldrin.

“Aldrin!”

Trudy rushed over frantically, fearing for her son’s well-being.

She lifted the iron ladder off him and picked up the unconscious boy.

“Wake up, Aldrin,” she cried out, patting her son’s cheek.

“You're scaring me. Come on, open your eyes!” Trudy was spiraling into despair.

She only had one child, and she had pinned all of her hopes for the future on him.

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If anything bad happened to her son, she would surely die. She had done and sacrificed so much for Aldrin, and she couldn't

lose him now!

“You foolish child! Why would you save the woman who is trying to take your inheritance away?”

As for Camila, her knees were bleeding badly, but she paid it no mind. Instead, she took out her phone and called for emergency

services.

Then she limped over to check the severity of Aldrin’’s injury. Trudy, however, thought that Camila would hurt her son, so she

immediately pushed the younger woman away and screamed at her face.

“Don’t come closer! Don’t hurt my son!”

Camila stumbled backward. She narrowed her eyes at Trudy and sighed.

“If you don’t want your son’s condition to worsen, then let me take a look at him. I’m a doctor. | won't hurt him.”

But Trudy only clutched Aldrin more tightly and kept blaming Camila.

“My son wouldn't even be in this state if it weren’t for you!”

“You're the one who had the intention to harm me,” Camila pointed out casually as she got back to her feet.

“Your son simply got dragged into your scheme. Well, if you don’t want me to check on him, then | won't insist. Just as well, if he

dies, | won't have to divide the inheritance with anyone else.”

Camila’s words hit a nerve in Trudy. The matter of the inheritance was a sore spot of hers.

“You vicious woman!” Trudy snapped.