When Love Turns to Ashes

Chapter 80 It Was Me Who Started The Fire

Selina was dragged out by the servant.

"Let go

of me, let of me..."

go

Selina was brought in front of everyone, struggling.

Nyasia glanced coldly at Selina and said, "Why were you hiding there? Did you start the fire?" Selina sat on the ground, trembling with fear, and shook her head vigorously. She said with a sense of injustice, "Nyasia, it wasn't me, I swear! I was just going to the restroom with Beatrice, but when I didn't see her at the entrance, I wandered around and got lost. It was a servant who brought me here."

After speaking, she pointed to the servant at the very end.

The servant nodded at Nyasia, confirming that what Selina said was true.

Nyasia, upon hearing the words, narrowed her eyes and glanced at Beatrice and Madelynn.

"So, the most likely ones would be the two of you, but this lighter belongs to Ms. Bradford, so..."

Madelynn, with teary eyes, choked up and said, "I also have witnesses. I ran into the maid who was watering the plants at the place I just went to. I even had a brief conversation with her. If you don't believe me, you can bring someone over to ask her." Nyasia gave the butler a signal with her eyes.

The butler quickly brought the servant who waters the flowers.

The servant nodded repeatedly, "Nyasia, Ms. Bradford did indeed ask me about some flowers just now. She couldn't have been talking to me and here at the same time."

ing to

After some elimination, only Beatrice was left.

setting fire?

Nyasia stared at Beatrice with a furrowed brow, "Ms. Lindsey, do you happen to have any witnesses too?"

Beatrice shook her head, but before she could speak, Selina looked at her in astonishment.

"Beatrice, did you... just discuss the importance of these flowers to Nyasia with me earlier, in order to do these things?"

"Although Ms. Bradford was Mr. Caden's fiancée, she did indeed have an easier time gaining Nyasia's favor, but you should have believed in your own abilities."

Selina's words undoubtedly implicated Beatrice.

Madelynn stared with wide eyes, allowing tears the size of beans to roll down her cheeks, looking heart-wrenching.

She leaned on Caden, sorrowfully questioning, "Beatrice, how could you do this to me? You used the things I had prepared to give to Mr. Caden. Not only did you hurt me, but you also hurt Mr. Caden. Sob, sob, sob..."

There were many servants around, and because Madelynn cried so sincerely, they all looked at Beatrice reproachfully.

Nyasia's face tightened as she approached Beatrice, "Is it really you?"

met Nyasia's gaze

slightly, "It was me."

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Selina and M

this, is

even a word of

by Beatrice's response and asked, "Why? Just to frame Madelynn?" Well, she really did misjudge Beatrice

said,

that Beatrice was acting strange, so she quickly winked at Selina

tears.

Nyasia and Mr. Caden are both generous people and won't give you a

persuades Everyone else nodded, thinking that it "Beatrice..." Caden spoke

with

a

sense

was best not

of

righteousness.

escalate the situation.

even say a few words? Do I have to kneel down and

Caden's eyes darkened.

crowd took a deep breath in

speak

an eyebrow."Beatrice, you said it

at Nyasia, her gaze slowly falling on her hand. "Nyasia, you didn't like camellias, did you? That's why Ms. Moreno

expression changed, the smile fading from her voice as she coldly asked, "What do

wore your camellia ring on your little finger, avoiding all fingers

"Ten

She died with a camellia

approached the burnt garden and suddenly turned her

Then he

softly spoke, "Nyasia,

these

flowers bloomed

exceptionally

well.".

all, it's specially maintained. But what does it have to do with you burning

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a woman like you, with such ability and courage, is a pity. You don't like camellias, yet you are trapped in Camellia Manor, just because of a man. It's not worth it." Beatrice clenched her fist and watched as the ashes rose

a bit sour.

I smelled

end, everything

worthless remark, I didn't expect you to have such insight. Well done, well done... it

at the butler and said with a relieved tone, "Get rid of it

The butler nodded, "Yes."