Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 2504

Hannah Roland’s mother was touched by what she heard, but she also felt deeply remorseful.

She regretted telling Hannah about her circumstances.

She hadn’t thought things through, she felt.

If she hadn’t said anything and just died quietly on her own, Hannah wouldn’t have been like this.

She broke down crying the next second, shaking her head repeatedly and murmuring as she cried. “Hannah, I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault. I’m useless. Please don’t do this, Hannah, okay?

Nevertheless, Hannah had a determined look in her eyes. “All right, stop talking about this. I’ve already made up my mind. Besides, the money is in my account already, and I’ve also signed the contract. It’s not something I can regret and change my mind on.

“The compensation I have to pay for terminating the contract goes up to several million dollars. Do you think I can afford to break it?” Hannah asked, continuing to lie to stop her mother from going on.

“Give me your friend’s phone number. I’ll try to convince her. I can’t accept this,” her mother insisted.

“It’s already been decided! Listen to me, Mom,” she said in frustration.

“But I don’t want you to lose your freedom.”

“It’s fine. You’re more important to me," she countered. "Alright, let's not dwell on it. Even if you try talking to her, she won’t listen to you if I don’t agree with your decision.”

Her mother broke down crying again. She knew she had raised a wonderful daughter. In fact, Hannah was the best daughter in the world.

Nobody else could treat her better than her daughter.

Her mother felt her heart aching. “Do you have a death wish?”

“I’m still young. I’ve got the energy. It's nothing,” she said, shaking her head. “Someone is looking after her father during the day, so it's mainly in the evenings that I'm needed.

"Honestly, I’m supposed to look after him all night long, but she knows that I would be working the next day. That’s why I'm only required until two or three in the morning. Occasionally, it might be later.”

That was the only way her mother wouldn’t worry when she had to come home late after singing at the bar in the evenings.

When the time came, Hannah would pretend to go to work during the day and then wait until the evening to head to the bar.

“She knows that I need to accompany you to the hospital soon. That’s why I only have to go in the evenings and go home around two to three in the mornings,” she added.