All indications pointed to her grandmother having been forcibly pushed from the bed, likely by the same person who had inflicted numerous kicks.

That person? That person was Celeste.

But why? Why would she do such a thing?

Millie gazed at her unconscious grandmother, her fists clenched, and stated, “I need to go home first.”

As she stepped out of the hospital, the weather suddenly shifted, and a mighty thunderclap resounded.

Millie retumed, drenched by the rain, just as Marcus was about to leave. She brushed past him at the door without acknowledging him.

“Millie, stop!”

to his words. She entered the living room and fixed her gaze on Celeste, her fists

retorted angrily, “What’s gotten into you? Why are

to observe the scene in the living

Celeste with deliberate enunciation, every word dripping

you have any grievances with me, take it out on me. Why would

did I push your grandmother out

to see my grandma today, didn’t you?” Celeste was momentarily speechless, but quickly refuted, “Yes, I visited your grandmother in the hospital today, but she was perfectly fine when I

the most suspicious candidate. Moreover, Celeste had never held

anything happens to my grandma, I won’t let you off the

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