Chapter 110

Bridget clenched her teeth, stubbornly refusing to speak. The blade glided across Miriam's skin.

Tears streaming down her face, Bridget tried to change the subject, "Sylvia, please, stop this. I know this is hard for you to accept, but my mom is innocent."

Miriam screamed. "Bridget! Save me! She's lost it!"

Her cheeks flushed with distress as she cried inconsolably, yet she refused to admit any fault on her mother's behalf. It showed just how deceptive she could be.

Everyone had known Bridget for over three years, and seeing her perform flawlessly now, they didn't know who to believe.

That's when Tristan raised his voice. "Sylvia, have you lost your mind? Let Mrs. Simpson go. Do you really think a fake recording can fool everyone?"

they cut deep into Edwin. At his age, hearing his father prefer to trust a stranger over his own flesh and blood was too

it! Is that any way to speak? Sylvia, get out!" Tristan wouldn't hear

don't believe me?

Miriam, whispering sinisterly, "Mrs. Simpson, seems like your daughter doesn't want to save you. Let me tell you something, I was just diagnosed with a mental illness. Stress doesn't sit well with me. I could kill you right now, and it wouldn't even count as a

checked his phone, his expression turning sour as he saw the

Miriam knew Sylvia was serious about killing her. Seeing Bridget remain silent, Miriam had no

seeming to blame Miriam. The next second, Sylvia collapsed backwards. Rupert caught her, leaning to whisper just for her, "Quite the performance, though it seemed spiced with a bit of personal vendetta, didn't it?"

Sylvia 'woke up' a minute

"Sylvia, you're insane! I'm calling the

you know I was unwell? What did I just do? I can't

yesterday. Normally, I'm fine, but stress triggers

stepped on his foot as she retrieved the medical certificate from her

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