Book TRK
Chapter 560
Chapter 560
Chapter 560 Both Sides Hurt
Hidden in the shadows, Emilia had been eavesdropping. At Gideon's words, her phone slipped from
her grip, clattering to the ground. The sound drew the attention of both Sharon and Gideon.
Upon seeing Emilia, Gideon's face turned ghastly as though he had seen a ghost. His mind spun, not
even affording him the time to bid Sharon goodbye before he turned to leave.
At this, Emilia scrambled for her fallen phone and dashed toward Gideon. Catching up to him, she
started to confront him.
“Gideon Steele, you better explain yourself! What have you done behind our backs that have wronged
my mother and me? Before our family went bankrupt, did you conspire with that wretched woman to
divert assets from the family? Did our bankruptcy come about because you shifted such a massive
amount of assets?”
Gideon kept his head low, fiercely trying to break free from the hand holding his shoulder.
His silence only served to further stoke Emilia's anger, and her fury exploded like a volcano. “Have you
gone mute? Answer me!”
Gideon finally halted, meeting Emilia's gaze. “Those are all your assumptions. None of that is true!”
Emilia sneered coldly before turning to yank at Sharon who was standing on the stairs.
Sharon, weak these past few days and caught off guard by Emilia’s strength, almost fell.
Reacting quickly, Gideon rushed to catch Sharon and forcefully shoved Emilia away. “Emilia, have you
lost your mind?”
The commotion at the hospital entrance quickly drew a crowd of onlookers.
Emilia's piercing scream echoed through the hospital. “I was driven to madness by you two. Gideon, if
you don't explain yourself today, neither you nor this wretched woman will be able to leave this hospital”
Her elbow was bleeding from the extreme strain, but she paid it no mind.
She stood there like a mad woman, her eyes fiercely locked onto Gideon and Sharon.
Sharon pulled her hand back and fixed a stare at Emilia. “Your father and I have been divorced for
years. We have no connection to each other anymore. I never took the Steele family’s assets. This is
your family matter, and I'm not in a position to interfere. It would be best if you two sat down calmly and
talked things over.”
Emilia leveled a frosty glare at her. “Such pompous words, but aren't you basking in luxury just
because Christina married Nathaniel? If I had been the one to marry Nathaniel, you would have died in
the hospital by now.”
Having unleashed her verbal attack on Sharon, Emilia found her anger was still not abated. Turning
toward Gideon, her tirade became a torrent of biting sarcasm.
“Gideon, open your eyes and see the reality. Your once beloved ex- wife is now the esteemed in-law of
the Hadley family, while you have fallen so low that you're less than a beggar. This wretched woman
wouldn't even bat an eyelash in your direction. Where did you get the audacity to pursue her? If you
desire to win back their affection, I won't stand in your way. But remember, I am also your daughter. Not
only did you withhold your fortune from us, but you were also intent on wiping us out entirely. Still
clinging to the remnants of old love, are you? Let me destroy her face today to vent my mother's rage!”
As her words hung in the air, Emilia fished a pen from her purse, yanked off the cover, and charged
toward Sharon like a deranged woman.
Unaccustomed to such intense encounters, Sharon was rooted to the spot, paralyzed with fear.
Despite his frail and ailing body, Gideon put himself between the two women. During the scuffle,
Sharon was forcefully pushed into the nearby flower bed.
The tough stems and branches of the plants scratched her bare skin, leaving a bloody tableau that was
as horrifying as it was pitiful.
“My goodness! That woman has gone mad! Someone call security!” An anonymous cry for help drew
the attention of Christina who was passing by.
Recognizing the figures embroiled in the scuffle, she gasped.
“Mom!” Closing in, she saw the condition Sharon was in, her body marred by countless wounds. “Let
me get a closer look at your wounds.”
Pale-faced, Sharon weakly shook her head. “Emilia has lost her mind. Leave immediately. Do not go
near her.”
She was concerned about the safety of the pregnant Christina. “You're injured. I can't leave you here,” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
Christina said.
As she spoke, Gideon, unable to withstand Emilia's blows, was toppled over. Emilia etched a deep
gash near his eye with the pen. Blood splattered and chaos ensued.
Bystanders, realizing the severity of the situation, intervened, pinning Emilia down until hospital security
could arrive and prevent a greater tragedy.
“T'll take you to have your wounds treated.” Christina couldn't care less about the other two people
involved in the initial scuffle.
Seeing as Gideon was only injured because he was trying to protect her, Sharon couldn't bear to leave
him alone. “Christina, take him with us. After all, he once cared for you.”
Casting a cold glance at Gideon, Christina replied, “Someone will help him. Don't worry. I'm not an
ungrateful person. He protected you, so I will cover his medical expenses.”
Lying on the ground, Gideon was drained from the altercation.
His vision blurred, his hearing muffled, and he could only faintly see the receding figures of Sharon and
Christina.
“This is my family matter, and it’s none of your business. Let me go!” Emilia panicked when she heard
the head of the security team saying they would send her to the police station. “If you don't believe me,
go ask him. I'm his daughter.”
The head of the security team chided, “How could you, as his daughter, beat him up this badly? I would
have believed you if you said that he was your enemy. Well, whatever you have to say, say it to the
police. You're at fault for causing a commotion in the public.”
Then, he ordered his team to send her away.
Christina was anxiously waiting outside while Sharon was being treated for her injuries in the outpatient
clinic. In her nervous disarray, she contacted Nathaniel.
“Nat, Mom's hurt. She's bleeding all over, and I'm all alone in the hospital... I'm so scared.” Her voice
wavered, a trembling note of fear threaded through her words.
“Where are you? I'll come to you right away. Don't worry. I'm here for you,” the man on the other end
replied.
Nathaniel, clutching his phone, sprang up from his seat and made a swift exit from the conference
room, leaving the room full of high- ranking executives exchanging puzzled glances.
After sharing her location with Nathaniel, Christina sat on a bench in the long corridor. Her body
shivered from a cold that seemed to seep into her very bones.
Then, quite suddenly, she was enveloped in a warm, heavy coat. The comforting scent of Nathaniel
wafted up from its fabric. She rose and practically threw herself into his waiting arms.
“You're finally here!” she cried out.