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?"

have been taking care of you and your mom. Your uncle has treated you like his own son. This is biting the hand that feeds you! If your mom found out, she'd be too ashamed to face

were using Cecilia as a means to threaten

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

his face as he

his eyes mocking, not rushing or

see just how shameless

else, had

looked

everything is because of me! I'm the one who deserves

front of

looked up at Remington and said, "Remington everything started because

to I was the one who asked my

was cut off as Barbara rushed over, pulling

What nonsense are you spouting? You can't just say things like that! Why are

my fault... I've ruined everything..." Stella and Barbara embraced, Stella weeping bitterly, while Barbara closed her eyes tightly,

into taking the blame

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