Chapter 187: All my efforts have been in vain

Chapter 187

Tristan's fiery aura suddenly cooled: "Hospital?"

The servant nodded: "Yes, young miss returned half an hour ago, crying heartbrokenly. She was out of control and insisted on committing suicide. She passed out after running into a pillar, and was immediately sent to the hospital. Madam is already there accompanying her."

"Suicide?"

Tristan let out a cold chuckle, his gaze icy.

At the same time, in the hospital.

Raine's forehead was wrapped in gauze, and a small red dot could be faintly seen underneath it.

Rosalind sat on one side, both heartbroken and angry.

"I raised you for eighteen years, and this is how you repay me?" she said, frustrated.

Raine covered her face with a blanket, sobbing quietly: "There were so many people at the banquet, all of them important figures, especially many fragrance industry masters. Everyone was staring at me like I was a monster; I'll never have the face to see people again in my life!"