Barbara lifted her gaze to meet Lizetta's clouded eyes, which were unfocused and murky, unsettlingly so.

Lizetta, harboring her venomous thoughts, shuddered instinctively.

Remington's hand, initially resting on Lizetta's wrist, slid down to grasp her hand firmly.

At the same time, the man, growing impatient, lifted his foot and slammed his polished Iridia leather shoe onto Ralap's knee.

Ralap twisted in pain, his body shaking. He looked up, reached out desperately to grab Barbara, and cried out with a hoarse voice.

"I was just doing what you told me, bringing people abroad to get rid of Mrs. Dashiell! You're the mastermind! You are!"

Barbara, though blind to the sight, could smell the strong scent of blood and feel its sticky presence.

She could only imagine what Ralap looked like now.

Her face showed a mix of horror and anger as she struggled and vehemently denied the accusations.

"Ralap! Think carefully about what you're saying. If your mom knew you were trying to pin this on Barbara, how could she go on living?"

stepped forward, his voice grave, "Ralap! Your dad passed away early, and for years the Wests have been taking care of you and your mom. Your uncle has treated you like his own son. This is

Barbara were using Cecilia

who grew up in a single-parent household,

looked torn, covering his face as he sobbed, filled with

from the sidelines, his eyes mocking, not rushing

shameless they could be to escape

had been

looked

of me! I'm the one who deserves to

in front

broken plea, she looked up at Remington and said,

me be the one to go to I was the one

off as Barbara rushed over, pulling

can't just say things like that! Why

I can't do it! If only I hadn't come back, it's all my fault... I've ruined everything..." Stella and Barbara embraced, Stella weeping bitterly, while Barbara closed her eyes tightly,

this point, trying to coerce or bribe Ralap into

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