Alfred noticed Natalie behaved oddly. He took a deep breath and stared sharply at her. “Tell me. What do you mean by that?”

“Grandpa...” Isabelle tugged at his sleeve without uttering a word.

Her anxiety caused him to narrow his eyes. “Shush!”

Isabelle shuddered and quickly buttoned her lips.

Natalie observed her reaction and swept a gaze over her. “Ms. Moore deliberately knocked into me,” she explained. “She tripped and broke the glass. Then, she asked me to clean them on my knees. Mr. Shane was just trying to stand up for me.”

Disbelief crossed his face as he listened to her. After a while, he lowered his head to look at her granddaughter. “Belle, is that so?”

In that instant, Isabelle’s face turned pale as a sheet. “Nonsense! That’s not true. Grandpa, don’t listen to her. I’m your granddaughter, trust me.” She refused to admit it.

“Very well, then. Let’s check the security footage, shall we? Mr. Moore, are you fine with that?” asked Shane while he fixed his eyes on Alfred.

Natalie nodded an agreement.

his lips but made no response. Suddenly, Isabelle let out a shriek like a cat on a hot tin roof.

drawback to her absolute spontaneity ploy. She didn’t have the time to tamper

was obvious to everyone in the room

no point getting agitated if she is innocent. Alfred

hand away, walked over to

Isabelle genuinely surprised by

immediately reached out to stop him. “Mr.

with

gaze made it extremely hard for him to reject. He rubbed his temples in frustration and grabbed Alfred’s arm. They helped him

I shouldn’t spoil her rotten. Leave this to me. I will

on Isabelle’s face and said, “Come!

while biting

with a cane. The sound of the

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