Chapter 503: One More Ruthless Than the Other – Part 1
Gerald Graves spat out in disgust and said, “Mom! From start to finish, this whole thing was orchestrated by Bella Foster! Now that her reputation is ruined and she can’t marry into wealth, she set her sights on me. She had those kidnappers turn me into a cripple and then planned to marry into the Graves Family under the guise of taking care of me!”
Gerald turned to Bella Foster and sneered, shaking his head, “Bella, I’ve been good to you, and yet you do this to me! Let me tell you, even if I do end up crippled one day, I’ll never marry a poisonous woman like you!”
Mrs. Graves was shocked, her neck stiff as she turned to look back at Bella Foster.
Bella’s calm face bore some resemblance to a close female friend in her youth, standing gracefully under the sunlight, delicate and pretty, seemingly innocent and pure. But who could have imagined that inside, this girl’s heart was so venomous?
“You shameless woman!” Mrs. Graves stepped forward and slapped Bella Foster hard across the face, “I treated you like my own daughter, yet you plot against my son!”
Bella Foster stumbled, staggering a couple of steps before being steadied by Mrs. Foster from behind.
Fearful, Mrs. Foster hastily said, “Second young master! You can’t just say anything rashly, how could my Bella do such a thing?! There must be some misunderstanding?”
Her mind raced, and she continued, “I heard you were with Ms. Summers before, and now that this has happened, aren’t you worried about being punished by Young Master Graves, and afraid that Ms. Summers will draw the ire of your mother, so you deliberately frame Bella to take the fall? Second young master, you must be honorable in your actions!”
Gerald was infuriated.
Mrs. Foster’s words were wicked indeed!
She insinuated that Gerald fabricated a kidnap to avoid punishment, for if the true story of his spending days and nights out with Purple Summers came to light before Gavin Graves and Mrs. Graves, he would be in trouble.
At that moment, Lester Williams brought Leroy out from the inner room and forced him to kneel in the courtyard.
Gerald pointed at Leroy, “We’ve caught the witness, and yet you still spout such slander? Like mother, like daughter—each more ruthless than the next!”
“We don’t know this person at all!” Mrs. Foster claimed.
Just then, a gentle female voice came from outside—
“Everyone’s here, I see…”
Purple Summers walked in slowly, carrying a branch of almond flowers in her hand.
Upon seeing her, Gerald felt like he had found his pillar of support and immediately said, “Purple Summers, they’re refusing to admit it!”
Gavin Graves glanced indifferently at his younger brother. Gerald didn’t notice and eagerly waited for Purple Summers to vindicate him.
It was rare to see the nefarious Second Young Master Graves show such faith in anyone.
The corners of Gavin’s mouth curled up into an almost imperceptible smile, his eyes tenderly resting on the girl before him.
Warm sunlight illuminated her face, her skin was pearly and smooth, with a healthy glow. In her hand, she held a long branch of almond tree twigs, blooming seven or eight pink almond flowers, each one blooming beautifully but not as lively and adorable as she was.
It seemed every time they met, she brought new surprises.
A warm current flowed through Gavin’s chest.
What a pity… she belonged to Roy Howard.
With that thought, his heart, which had briefly warmed, cooled down again.
Purple Summers, with her flowers, walked smilingly into the courtyard and saw Bella Foster and Mrs. Foster.
She didn’t know Mrs. Foster, but she was very familiar with Bella, and Purple smiled, “Ms. Foster, what brings you here too?”
When Bella Foster saw Purple Summers, casual and unfazed, she realized that her scheme had utterly collapsed!
Gerald was alright, which was unexpected to her, but that Purple Summers was also unharmed made Bella unable to contain the turbulent hatred inside her anymore! The fury in her eyes felt like it was about to tear Purple Summers apart, burn her to ashes, and trample her into mud!
Bella Foster’s original intent had been revenge! She couldn’t bear to see Purple Summers happy in front of her!
Mrs. Foster gripped Bella’s arm tightly and defended, “My Bella came here especially to help when she heard the second young master was in trouble. Her good intentions treated like a donkey’s liver and lungs, not only without receiving a word of thanks but also having a pot of filth dumped on her head!”