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?"

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 biting

Cecilia as

who grew up in a single-parent household, had a strong bond with

his face as he sobbed,

sidelines, his eyes

see just how shameless they could

else, had been

she looked up, crying

me! I'm the one who

in front of everyone, looking up as

she looked up at Remington and said, "Remington

the one to go to I was

was cut off as Barbara rushed

just say things like that!

my fault... I've ruined everything..." Stella and Barbara embraced, Stella weeping bitterly, while Barbara closed her eyes tightly, her face a picture of utter defeat. Stella's reaction and

to coerce or bribe Ralap into

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