Chapter 47

Chapter 47 A Mother’s Guilt Clifton was taken aback by the fury in Bessie’s eyes.

He couldn't understand why Bessie suddenly turned so volatile.

Regaining his senses, he pushed her away and lashed out at her.

“You must be going through menopause. Your mind is all twisted. Didn’t Nora reject Mr. Delbert’s proposal and let Harriet marry him. instead? The person on the island is naturally Harriet.”

Bessie was aware of these facts, but she had sold Harriet to the human traffickers. Harriet should be on the ship bound for Happy Harpers.

Asense of foreboding gripped her, intensifying her headache.

Unable to bear it any longer, Bessie grabbed her phone and dialed the number of the traffickers.

But no matter how many times she tried, the line remained dead.

Her face grew paler, and her mind went into turmoil.

Suddenly, she remembered the peculiarities of the sack and ther agonized struggles of the person inside when she pricked it with needles.

She then recalled Nora’s odd behavior, hastily boarding the car to the island without waiting for her.

All these signs pointed to one horrifying possibility that the person in the sack was Nora.

And Bessie had pierced her beloved daughter with needles, leaving uvuy.

Furthermore, she had personally handed her over to the traffickers, allowing them to take her chastity on the ship.

She had pushed her daughter into the abyss of eternal damnation.

She didn’t deserve to be called a mother.

Overwhelmed with anguish, Bessie collapsed onto the ground and wailed uncontrollably.

“Oh, my poor Nora! It was all my fault. | am so sorry!”

Her piercing cries left Clifton clueless and exacerbated his irritation.

He pointed at Bessie angrily, hurling insults. “You crazy woman! If you're sick, go to the hospital.”

In frustration, he shouted upstairs, “Nora, come down and take your mother away. Don’t hinder me here!”

But no matter how much he yelled, Nora didn’t come downstairs.

Clifton’s head throbbed with anger. “Fine! Both of you are just leeching off me and constantly provoking me. You’re utterly useless. Even that fool, Harriet, is better than you. At least she married into a promising family.

“I'm going to the island right now to find her, so | don’t have to endure seeing you two.”

After venting his anger, Clifton stormed upstairs to retrieve the antique treasures he had collected over the years.

He intended to visit Delbert on the island and plead for help in saving the Munoz Group.

But before he could take a few steps, Bessie clung to his leg and cried bitterly.

“Clifton, | beg you, go and save Nora, please!”

Aday and a night had passed, and Nora must be suffering in the depths of Happy Harpers.

Nora had always been under her care, shielded from any hardships.

Bessie couldn't bear to imagine what horrors awaited her daughter at that place.

It was all her fault.

Clifton angrily kicked her away. “Where has that damn girl gone off to? It’s better if she dies out there. What use is she, a worthless daughter who can’t even speak kind words?”