Arthur's eyes blazed with intensity, making her shiver. "The chair is made of oak, you're wearing flats, and yet you claim you're unsteady?"

Alyssa's face flushed with embarrassment and then went pale. She stuttered, "Arthur, this is too harsh. What about the bond between the Wrights and the Linklaters?" Arthur's words were cold and direct, cutting deep. "There's no bond between us. You're trying to pin blame on my wife out of thin air. I won't forgive that!"

Alyssa stood frozen like a shattered porcelain doll, her gaze filled with venom as she stared at Sasha.

Sasha, throughout this ordeal, hadn't said a word. Her elegance was unmarred, dressed in simple yet flawless attire.

She didn't need to speak or act; Arthur's support was her vindication.

Alyssa was seething with hatred.

Sasha's brows furrowed slightly as she checked on Winston, adjusting his IV with concern. When she finally addressed Alyssa, her voice was cold, "If not for the fact you're Winston's sister, I'd have no qualms about ending you."

Her ruthless tone sent shivers down Alyssa and her attendants' spines.

Do you realize your actions could have drowned

piercing gaze was

words, "In that moment, survival was all I could think of. I didn't mean to drag

would have waited for me to rescue you, rather than endangering Winston. His current state is on you,"

the truth would reach the Wright family patriarch

reached for hers, and after a thorough check ensuring he was fine, Sasha finally relaxed. Sasha tenderly brushed his forehead,

me to death.

palpable, but young Winston, innocent

family butler bring in Winston's favorite flower, a bi-colored lotus, now closed into a bud. Despite the butler's reluctance

of the lotus was genuine, a stark

smile, promising to bring

over their wedding plans, declared a bold move. "Let

a spectacle for the world to see,

decision, her morning irritation

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