There, to her amazement, Brenda, who had stopped breathing, was miraculously reviving. Although her condition remained precarious, it was undeniably good news.

“Brenda, are you okay?" Tears welled up in Lilah's eyes as she clasped Brenda's hands, her shoulders shaking with emotion.

"Gerard, Brenda is fine!" Lilah called out, her voice not loud, but piercingly clear to those outside.

A flicker of joy lit up Gerard's eyes as he hurried into the room.

The others outside exchanged looks of disbelief.

Jameson, most stunned of all, pushed his way into the room. His eyes widened as he saw Brenda, conversing animatedly with Gerard and Lilah, looking healthier than before.

What was going on? Brenda had revived?

"You look fine. That's great!" It was rare for Lilah to show such raw emotion, but now she was laughing through her tears, a cathartic release from the tension that had built up.

Brenda looked at her with a mixture of relief and compassion. "Good girl, I know you and Gerard have suffered. Call them in."

Soon, key family members were summoned into the room.

Jameson, whose face was a mask of distress, looked particularly shaken. He had been the most outrageous in his accusations just moments earlier.

“Brenda, I'm so glad that you are all right!" Jameson managed, wiping away his tears and sobbing, “I knew you would be fine. You're blessed and lucky. That damn quack was really incompetent!"

The implication was clear: Brenda was favored by God's grace that even a quack could not claim her life.

The others around nodded and murmured their agreement.

But Brenda merely sneered at their platitudes.

"You are all good at speeches," she remarked dryly. She then caught Lilah's eye, signaling her to assist.

Lilah, surprised once more by Brenda's vigor, helped her sit up. Was she really in such good condition that she could sit up and speak?

Lilah gently supported Brenda, helping her lean against the headboard.

Brenda, who had led the Harris family alongside Richard for most of her life, now exuded an undeniable aura of authority. Her annoyance was so palpable that many dared not meet her gaze.

“If I hadn't woken up, you would have blamed the doctor. Now that I'm alive, you say I'm blessed and lucky," Brenda stated sharply.