Alfred noticed Natalie behaved oddly. He took a deep breath and stared sharply at her. “Tell me. What do you mean by that?”

“Grandpa…” Isabelle tugged at his sleeve without uttering a word.

Her anxiety caused him to narrow his eyes. “Shush!”

Isabelle shuddered and quickly buttoned her lips.

Natalie observed her reaction and swept a gaze over her. “Ms. Moore deliberately knocked into me,” she explained. “She tripped and broke the glass. Then, she asked me to clean them on my knees. Mr. Shane was just trying to stand up for me.”

Disbelief crossed his face as he listened to her. After a while, he lowered his head to look at her granddaughter. “Belle, is that so?”

In that instant, Isabelle’s face turned pale as a sheet. “Nonsense! That’s not true. Grandpa, don’t listen to her. I’m your granddaughter, trust me.” She refused to admit it.

“Very well, then. Let’s check the security footage, shall we? Mr. Moore, are you fine with that?” asked Shane while he fixed his eyes on Alfred.

Natalie nodded an agreement.

twitched his lips but made no response. Suddenly, Isabelle let out a shriek like a cat

 

that is the drawback to her absolute spontaneity ploy. She didn’t have the time to tamper with the footage. That was why she was anxious that it might disclose her

the room that she was

 

now. There’s no point getting agitated if she is innocent. Alfred was as much disappointed

away, walked over to them, and

surprised

stop

to keep his head bowed. His action left her with no choice but to turn to Shane. She shook her head

hard for him to reject. He rubbed

I shouldn’t spoil her rotten. Leave this to me.

let his gaze fall sternly on Isabelle’s

refused while biting her lower

back with a cane. The sound of the cane whooshing through the air left Isabelle stupefied

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