Even though her defense against Anna's accusations had been watertight, Silas was too sharp...
Would he really believe her?
As she panicked, the door swung open.
Silas walked in, radiating a freezing aura.
Isabella scrambled to her feet, hastily smoothing down her messy hair.
Silas's icy gaze swept over the shattered porcelain on the floor.
Isabella's face paled. She quickly put on a pitiful expression and stammered, "Silas... I accidentally bumped into the vase."
"Isabella." Silas's eyes were cold. "You know why I'm here."
It was a statement, not a question.
Isabella's heart dropped, but she kept her face composed, only letting her tear-soaked eyelashes flutter. "I know... It's about Anna."
She looked up, her face the picture of innocence, tears brimming in her eyes. "I don't know why Anna said I told her to hurt Grandpa, but I really didn't. I don't know why she would do something so horrible..."
"Ever since the racing incident, I've been trying to persuade Anna to get along with her sister. But... but I never imagined Anna hated Serena this much. I never thought she would use Grandpa..."
She laid everything out proactively. It was the best way to appear innocent and wash her hands of the whole mess.
She admitted that during the racing incident, she hadn't handled the relationship between Serena and Anna well.
And she had paid a heavy price for that.
So, she knew she was wrong.
She just wanted to be a good sister and persuade Anna to make peace with Serena.
Was that a crime?
In the past, the Vinton family might have actually believed this innocent act.

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