Why did such a loving, kind soul have to go through this misfortune?

Why, in her last moments, did she have to witness her granddaughter's character being slandered and besmirched by these wicked individuals?

Why? It just wasn't fair!

Why should her dead grandmother suffer such an indignity?

How could the instigator behave with such recklessness, as if nothing had happened? As a victim of injustice, why should she bear the guilt for her grandmother's death?

With immense strength, Raegan rasped, "Who gave you the right to utter those words? As a murderer, you've no place to speak like this!"

Under Raegan's relentless grip, Tessa's pallor shifted to purple, her eyes bulging with fear. Tessa fought back violently, but her hands eventually fell limp at her sides.

Kenia wailed, tugging at Raegan's hand, screaming, "Help! Someone, please help!"

But at this moment, Raegan's fingers felt as though they were glued on Tessa's neck, impervious to being pulled away.

Kenia, petrified, collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face.

“Ah... Someone's killing my daughter... This deranged woman is killing my girl..."

Just as the situation reached its breaking point, someone intervened, stopping Raegan's actions and breaking the impasse.

“Raegan! Are you trying to kill her?" Mitchel cried out furiously.

Mitchel felt like an invisible hand clutched his heart hard. It hurt so bad that he could hardly breathe.

He knew Raegan well. She had always been a gentle person. How could she be forced into this situation?

Tessa, who had a narrow escape from death, finally regained her breathing. She coughed violently.

Kenia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Tessa was fine.

She turned to Raegan and scolded, “You bitch! How dare you strangle my daughter!"

“She only deserves it!" Raegan retorted without scruples. She was still fuming with rage.

Kenia was shocked by the anger in Raegan's eyes. She felt a Little scared and took a step back.