The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 1185

Hestia felt cornered.

Escorting her from the hospital, they accidentally ran into Brittany.

"Ms. Lynette."

It was the first time Hestia had faced Brittany directly, instinctively pulling Twila behind her for protection.

Brittany's face was a mask of ice: "Ms. Bennett."

"About today, it was Twila's fault, Ms. Lynette. I'm sorry."

Hestia wanted to avoid any conflict with Brittany and quickly apologized.

Twila panicked, "Mom, why are you apologizing? She's the one who broke up your marriage—"

"Twila!"

Hestia's face turned ashen, "What are you talking about?"

Twila, frustrated, stormed off.

"Ms. Lynette, I'm sorry."

Hestia chased after her.

The butler, carrying medicine, stood not far off, "Ms. Lynette, we're all practically family here, and Hestia has apologized. Let's let bygones be bygones."

"Apology?"

Brittany scoffed, "My son needed six stitches because of her. Do you think a simple apology makes everything okay?"

"It's either Twila gets six stitches, or she apologizes herself!"

With that, Brittany strode off.

The butler couldn't believe her audacity.

Back at the royal residence, Twila exaggerated the story, painting herself as blameless, "Grandma, he was bullying me!"

The queen had already seen the security footage; she knew Twila was at fault.

But she didn't want to side with Brittany, even hoping this might make her back down.

"Kids will be kids. If she wants to make a big deal out of it, let her," the queen dismissed.

Twila, lying next to her, was smug. Grandma always had her back!