Betty’s breath hitched. The sight of Jasper was like a predator spotting its prey, sending a primal jolt of fear through her. She longed to disappear, to vanish into some dark, forgotten corner.

Javier shot Jasper a cold glance before rising and approaching them. “Dad, why didn’t you tell me that you were coming? I could have welcomed you properly.”

“I’m not a guest here; I’m returning to my own home. I don’t need a grand welcome,” Newton replied sarcastically, his tone laced with disdain for Javier.

Their strained relationship was palpable.

Javier’s expression darkened at his father’s sharp retort. It was a clear reminder that Seaview Manor belonged to Newton, not him—just because he lived there, it didn’t mean that he owned the place.

“Grandpa, I heard that Lauren has been recuperating at your place. How is she?

Is she feeling better?” Betty hurried over and stood behind Javier. She immediately made herself look like she was showing concern for her sister.

doing much better. She’s been eating

with a hint of suspicion. “Jasper, you brought us here.

the wool blanket covering

and attacked the

Jasper fixed his gaze on Betty,

at me?” Betty stammered, panic evident in her voice as cold sweat formed on her forehead. She began to retreat slowly, almost knocking over the expensive tea set on the nearby table

that information! Don’t scapegoat me just because you can’t

stared

his eyes, his grip tightening

that Betty conspired with the Harpers

Lauren is your sister, but so is Betty. Even

deflect blame. “Exactly! You’re just trying to pin

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