Remington fixed his icy gaze on her, voice laced with a chilling edge, "Are you suggesting someone framed you?
You knew Liz was planning to leave and you toldit wasn't you. Then who else could it be?" Stella's voice
broke as she choked up, "I didn't... Do you really seeas such a vile person in your heart? | genuinely don't
know how things turned out this way!
Maybe someone overheard my conversation with Liz and decided to pin the blon me. Maybe Liz had told
someone else about her plans to leave."
"But the person who chased after Liz abroad was your cousin, Ralap!" Remington said coldly.
Stella's lips trembled, a look of disbelief spreading across her face as if struck by terror, her grip on her suitcase
loosening until it dropped to the ground with a loud thud.
"It can't be! How could it..."
Lizetta, gently rubbing her belly, thought how if it weren't for Remington's timely arrival, Daisy would have
certainly been in danger. She felt a surge of anger towards Stella, wishing she could slap ssense into her.
"Stella, do you really think a few tears can wash away the situation that has unfolded?"
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Yet, Stella, with tears welling up in her eyes, turned to Lizetta, "Liz, | know my actions spoiled your wedding, and
you hold resentment towards me. But you can't wronglike this; it's like sentencingto death!"
Just then, a weary voice broke the tension.
"Remington, stop badgering Stella, she knows nothing! If you have questions, direct them at me."
Lizetta turned to see the maid pushing Barbara forward.
Barbara was covered with a blanket over her legs, her complexion pale and waxy, her hair gray and thin, looking
every bit the part of fragility.
Lizetta felt a chill run down her spine despite Barbara's pitiful appearance, sensing something sinister.
Remington drew her closer, his brows furrowed, his gaze cold and pained as he stared at Barbara.
Stella, gasping for breath, widened her eyes and rushed over to kneel in front of the wheelchair.
"Mom, what are you saying? Are you spouting nonsense? How could this involve you? It can't be... Mom, please
don't scare me!"
Barbara grasped Stella's hand, looking towards Remington.
"That day, when Stella chome, she casually mentioned that there seemed to be trouble between you and
Lizetta. Lizetta had even approached her, hoping she could help her escape.
Stella askedif she should tell you. My daughter has suffered so much, and finally, when she comes back,
you've moved on, your heart changed!
Yet, my daughter still considered
your happiness above all, foolishly
wanting to bless your love. Why
should she? | told Stella not to
meddle too much in your affairs and
managed to convince her.
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But | wanted to fulfill my daughter's wish, so it was | who reached out to Lizetta and arranged for her to leave the
country. Stella knew nothing about this!"
Stella's tears fell in torrents, collapsing onto Barbara's lap.
"Mom, you're lying, right? How could you do such a thing..."
Barbara bowed her head, stroking Stella's hair.
"Stop crying, my dear. | knew you're too kind-hearted. If you knew, you would have stopped me, so | kept it from
you."
Barbara then looked up at Remington.
"Remington, it was Lizetta's choice
to leave. | merely facilitated her departure. As her godmother, all | wanted was to prevent you two from ending
up resentful towards each other. You may not understand my intentions, and that's fine.
But this whole situation started with your wife; she was the one planning to escape. | merely assisted her. How
can Stella be blamed for any of this? She's innocent."