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?"

grave, "Ralap! Your dad passed away early, and for years the Wests have been taking care of you and your mom. Your uncle has

Martin and Barbara were using Cecilia

grew up in a single-parent household, had a

his face as he sobbed, filled with

coldly from the sidelines, his eyes mocking, not

to see just how shameless they could be

or something else, had been kneeling

looked up,

all my fault, everything is because of me!

steps towards Ralap, positioning herself in front of everyone, looking up as she

looked up at Remington

be the one to go to I was the one who

was cut off as Barbara rushed over, pulling

just say things like that!

for me. 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

Ralap into taking the blame in front of

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