Chapter 174

Leila stared at Cain in disbelief. Cain always so kind to her, now stood before her with a face of thunder, making it clear this was no joke.

With a thud, she dropped to her knees, her voice trembling with confusion, “Dad, what did I do wrong?”

Cain looked down at Leila.

Even now, she was playing the innocent, and it reminded him of something Merry had said, “You never believed me.”

Cain remained silent. He recalled how Metry would always lose her temper when she made mistakes, while Leila, ever the picture of grace, would speak in misunderstood whispers.

Could it be that they had been misjudging Merry all along? If so, he could understand Merry’s resentment. But what he couldn’t grasp was why Leila would act this way towards Merry.

As Cain gazed at her, Leila looked back, her lips pursed, “Dad, did the police find something?”

Her calmness was at odds with the situation, not at all the demeanor of someone caught red–handed.

Seeing Cain’s silence, Leila knew her misdeeds had been exposed. She offered no excuses, shed no tears for mercy, and admitted no guilt.

Kneeling there, head bowed, she asked, “Dad, in your eyes, am I a bad girl now?”

Cain still didn’t speak.

Leila continued, “I know nothing I say will matter now. I won’t try to explain.”

Tears rolled down her cheeks, her posture painting a picture of pure, wronged innocence.

I couldn’t believe that you could be

and remained silent,

best defense. Without a solid plan to clear her name, Leila decided to stick to her act of the aggrieved party. It was her

from further rebuke and left the study. “Think about what

he exited, leaving Leila alone on the plush carpet, a chill creeping into her bones as she stared at the floor, a storm

Cain had finished dinner that he came upstairs to

replied obediently,

head down, the image

blood sisters. This time,

and truly

in her eyes, and nodded

son, Cain would have

It

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her to the police, and he worried that a physical punishment might be too much for her to endure. After a long stare, he finally exhaled, “Alright, go back to your room.”

Whenever she was hurt in the past, Paulina would rush to tend to her wounds. Now,

and stepped out, only to hear Paulina and Cain arguing in the

all because of your favoritism,” Cain accused.

What about yours? Which trip did you ever forget to bring Leila

words, “But it’s because Leila would call me, and Merry wouldn’t. How did I

retorted, “We have two kids. At least Merry, though temperamental, has a kind heart. You never bother with them, and now you blame me for not keeping an

stormed upstairs. At the sight of Leila, she paused, her voice sharp with anger, “What are you doing

knees hurt,” Leila

moments she emerged with a first aid kit, handing it to Leila

she retreated to her room and treated

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