Bella's shout startled everyone in the manor. Lizzle and Anastasia snapped out of their shock, exchanged a glance, and quickly ran up the stairs.
The scene before them was shocking. Yara was lying on the floor.
She had mentally prepared for this and had acted out the scene countless times, so she knew how to fall just right to make it look serious without causing real harm, although there was still a faint pain in her abdomen.
However, the urgent situation left her no time to care about that. Yara looked at Rose still standing on the stairs.
A faint trace of smugness flashed in her eyes before she accused in a pitiful voice, "Ms. Shaffer, why… why did you push me?"
Why did she push Yara? Rose snapped back to reality, taking in the scene before her.
Every moment flashed through her mind. She was certain she hadn't pushed Yara, and Yara had fallen on her own. Yet, Yara was accusing her of having pushed her?
Rose was momentarily dazed but quickly understood Yara's intentions. Soon, a crowd gathered at the stairway.
Jonathan, who had just taken an important call, returned to the scene. He immediately rushed up the stairs.
Yara saw his figure and pitifully called out, "Mr. Finch."
She expected at least some sympathy from him, but the next moment, Jonathan walked past her without even a glance.
He rushed to Rose and grabbed her wrist to pull her back a few steps as if afraid she might fall too.
"Are you okay?" His eyes were filled with concern only for Rose.
Yara felt a surge of frustration. She was the one who had fallen, not Rose. Shouldn't Jonathan be concerned about her?
Yara gritted her teeth. "Mr. Finch, Ms. Shaffer pushed me!" she accused again.
Jonathan finally looked at her, but his eyes held a cold anger instead of concern. The chill in his gaze made Yara shudder as if she had been seen through.
How could it be? She had meticulously staged her fall and ensured all the witnesses would "see" Rose push her. Plus, Jonathan hadn't seen it happen!
The pain in her abdomen became more pronounced. Using this pain, Yara acted even more convincingly. "It hurts. Aunt Bella, am I… am I going to die?"
Bella saw an opportunity to escalate the situation. "Don't worry, the Finch Manor has a doctor. Quick, tell the medical wing to get ready."
She instructed a servant to carry Yara to the medical wing and planned to blow up the situation even if Yara wasn't seriously hurt.
The atmosphere in the lobby was tense. Rose, still held tightly by a strong arm, snapped out of her daze.
"I didn't push her!"
She struggled to describe what had happened. Recalling the events, she realized Yara had orchestrated everything perfectly, making it hard for her to defend herself with just words. She seemed unable to clear her name with mere explanations.
"I know." Jonathan's voice came from above her head.
Rose was stunned as she instinctively looked up. "You trust me?"
"Silly, if I don't trust you, am I supposed to trust her instead?" His voice was gentle.
Rose wasn't a malicious person. Even if Yara provoked her, she would openly retaliate, not push her down the stairs.
Sure enough, a commotion erupted outside.
"You can't leave!"
It was Bella's voice. In the courtyard, Bella blocked Jonathan and Rose. She glared at Rose. "Ms. Shaffer pushed Yara down the stairs and now wants to evade responsibility?"
She had expected Jonathan to try to take Rose away, but she wouldn't let Rose go so easily after finally seizing an opportunity to teach her a lesson.
"Move!" Jonathan didn't want to waste words.
His stern words made Bella tremble. She feared Jonathan, but her hatred for Rose outweighed her fear, especially after how Rose had beaten Jack up, who was now detained at the police station.
Bella was determined not to let Rose off easily tonight.
"Jonathan, I'm your aunt. Is this how you should talk to me?" Bella played the elder card. "Yara is so badly hurt, and since I can't protect her, I'll have Mrs. Finch Senior do it instead. Anna!"
She believed Eleanor was fully capable of controlling Jonathan. Anna was in a deep dilemma, but she still informed Eleanor.
Eleanor emerged, still in her clothes from earlier, which indicated she hadn't rested. She first looked at Rose.
"What happened? Did you not relay my message?"
Rose recalled Eleanor's instructions and felt apologetic. "Sorry, I didn't have time…"
She hadn't had time to tell anyone that Eleanor wanted to rest before Yara intercepted her. What followed…
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Honey, You're a Billionaire?