Emily's eyes were bloodshot as she raised her hand, but she did not dare make any move.

George was sitting in the shadows on the second floor nearby. His sharp eyes were locked onto her with no trace of warmth.

Even Hannah, who had been the center of the chaos, suddenly froze in place. She was stunned to see Emily fighting with Andrew.

Andrew turned to her sharply. "Drop the knife, then get over here. You're part of the Keller family, not some useless waste of space. A little setback and you're already talking about suicide? Hanging yourself? Hannah, do you even realize how stupid and pathetic you look right now?"

Tears streamed down her face as she shouted, "Andrew, who gave you the right to talk to me like that? I'm the victim here! If you're so amazing, why don't you find that bastard Hank and make him pay?"

Andrew let out a cold snort. "Why should I go after him? To be honest, you brought this on yourself. I warned you, didn't I? But did you listen? No."

Hannah's shame