Tristan Lowell let out a few cold laughs.
He didn't believe the meaning behind her words either, thinking she was making excuses too deliberately.
"Are you saying that Cora Lowell knew about your manipulations and is taking revenge on our whole family? Just because of your few words, she didn't believe it at all? Then why don't you tell me, why is it just you, Lana Lowell, who is unscathed?"
"Even if she is hateful, it doesn't make sense for you to escape unscathed!"
Lana Lowell stood there completely unharmed.
Fiona Lynch propped up her chin, her eyes suddenly lighting up.
She abruptly raised her hand, stopping Tristan Lowell's movements.
"I understand."
What?
Tristan Lowell was taken aback, his raised hand frozen mid-air.
He slowly turned to look at Fiona Lynch.
"What do you understand?"
Even Lana Lowell was bewildered, her pupils slightly dilated.
Only Yvonne Cheney sat calmly in her chair from start to finish.
Fiona Lynch stared intently at Lana Lowell.
