From Trash Bag to Cash Bag

Chapter 63.

Madam pushed the door to Hannah's room opened. She could hear her sons calling her name, but she didn't seem to care. Her face was too solemn to house a shade of concern or empathy.

Hannah was lying on the bed. A doctor had come to check her immediately after they arrived from the white hall. The doctor had told them that Hannah needed to rest for a long time. As soon as her body system adjusts to the natural order of the stimulus, then she would wake up of her own accord. That was the exact reason that they had left her alone.

But now, suddenly, Madam had barged into her room. Knowing fully well that the doctor had warned that a forceful waking could affect Hannah's mental state of mind.

That was the exact reason why the sons were very worried. They couldn't begin to imagine what their mother might be up to.

Madam didn't walk straight to her bed. Instead, she changed her route in the direction of the restroom. She headed into the restroom.

"Where is she?" Harold had rushed into