Chapter 877

Chapter 877

Since the clinic belonged to the Archduke Group, the surgeon dared not to deny her request and

proceeded

with the surgery right away to remove her scar.

In the surgery room, Bianca lay on the bed under anesthetic while the surgeon worked on the scar

on her face. By the time she woke up again, it was already in the middle of the night.

The doctor reminded me, “You will be under observation for tonight.”

"How was it?"

“It's a success. You will see once you remove the bandage.

Bianca relaxed.

Ever since her face was scared, not only did Anthony ignore her, she had to put a pause on her

piano performance as well. She knew that her priority was still Anthony, as she would no longer

need to perform if she had Anthony. She would play for Anthony only, and every woman on the

planet would be jealous of her.

After the doctor left, she closed her eyes to rest.

Shortly after, the door was pushed open, and someone walked in.

Sensing something odd, she opened her eyes and saw a strange woman in front of her. “Who are

you?” she questioned impatiently.

Lilian stood by the bed and stared at her. “I'm the one who sent you that email.”

Bianca had never been able to figure out who had been helping her in the dark and was surprised

to learn that it

was someone she did not know at all.

"Why did you help me? Do you have a grudge against Anne?” Bianca asked.

“Anthony must be blind to mess around with another woman when he has someone this smart.

You're right. I don't like Anne because she seduced the man I like as

well.”

Bianca was not surprised. “She's a homewrecker like her mom. It's a shame that her mom died, and

she is still alive!”

“She isn't far from dying,” Lilian said.

"What do you mean?”

"A few days ago, Anne visited a psychiatrist at a hospital. Something is wrong with her, and one last

blow should send her over to the edge.” Lilian narrowed her eyes viciously.

“Really? That's great news if that's true!” Bianca was excited as she had wanted Anne dead for as

long as she could remember.

“Do you trust me?” Lilian smiled.

“I only care if Anne dies. You are my friend if you share my purpose. Anything else doesn't matter.”

Lilian took out a flask and handed it to Bianca.

Bianca took it and stared at the transparent liquid inside. “You want me to poison her? If she dies of

poison,

someone will find out, and Anthony will never take me back.”

“It's not poison. Just medicine that would drive her mad. No one will notice,” Lilian explained.

Bianca continued to stare at the liquid ruthlessly. Since Anne was already mentally ill at this point,

no one would notice anything odd, even if she had taken the

medication.

“Anne Vallois, die! I will never be at peace until you die!’ she thought.

When Anthony woke up in the morning, Anne was deeply asleep in his arms.

She seemed slightly healthier than she was, and her rosy cheeks looked beautiful when she slept like

an innocent child.

He touched her cheek tentatively, determined to cure her mental state.

He got up to wash his face and noticed that Anne was still asleep when he stepped out of the

bathroom

He sat by the bed to observe her face for a while, before leaving the room, commanding the

servants to not wake Anne on his way out.

Since she had been obedient for the past few days, he had decided to let her rest for two days. He

did not want to break her, after all

“Papa!” The triplets ran over to him.

“Papa, where's Mama?"

“Is Mama still sleeping?”