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.

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

didn’t have the time to tamper with the footage. That was why she was anxious that it might disclose her

room

There’s no point getting agitated if she is innocent. Alfred was as much disappointed as angry

her hand away, walked over to

genuinely surprised by his

to stop him. “Mr. Moore, what

his head bowed. His action left her with no choice but to turn to Shane. She shook her head

hard for him to reject. He rubbed

spoil her rotten. Leave this to me. I will discipline her.” Alfred felt

his gaze fall sternly on Isabelle’s face and

refused while biting her

then thwacked her back with a cane. The sound of the cane whooshing through

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