Her mother-in-law and her husband’s mistress filed for divorce after she gave birth, thinking she was a “nobody,” unaware that she was the true owner of the hospital and the empire that fed them.

Vanessa and Margaret laughed openly, their amusement echoing cruelly through the sterile room as if they had just won a victory.

“You were never anything but a burden, so leave before we call security,” Vanessa said with a dismissive wave of her hand.

Outside the hospital, heavy rain poured down relentlessly as Elena stepped into the storm while holding Mason close against her chest.

She carried only a small bag and no umbrella, her thin hospital clothes quickly soaked through as cold wind wrapped around her fragile body.

From a window several floors above, Victor, Vanessa, and Margaret watched her struggling figure disappear into the rain below.

“She looks completely pathetic out there, and that child will only make her suffering worse,” Vanessa said with a laugh that carried no empathy.

Victor hesitated for a brief moment and lowered his voice as if unsure of his own feelings.

“I feel a little uneasy about this situation, even though I know it was necessary,” he admitted quietly.

“Save your sympathy for people who deserve it because she is nothing but discarded trash now,” Margaret replied coldly.