Chapter 1387
Chapter 1387:
But Annabel simply stepped back, causing Cathy to slip on the oily floor and tumble once more.
“Annabel p>
Erica’s reaction was limited to screaming; she didn’t even attempt to help Cathy up.
Annabel turned her attention to Erica, stating softly, “I made it clear yesterday that I wouldn’t bother you unless you provoked me. When will you remember my words p>
Caught off guard, Erica was momentarily at a loss.
With her arms crossed, Annabel remarked nonchalantly, “If you don’t get her to a hospital, her face may end up permanently damaged p>
Only then did Erica comprehend the urgency. Pointing at Danica, she demanded, “What are you waiting for? Help her up p>
Danica, too frightened to speak, hastened to assist Cathy, only to be roughly shoved aside. “Get lost p>
Suddenly, Bruce’s voice echoed from the doorway. “What’s going on here? Why all the chaos this early in the morning p>
Cathy scrambled to her feet, covering her face and wailing, “Grandpa! That bitch, Annabel, tried to hurt me. She poured soup on my face. It hurts p>
Bruce turned to see Cathy, a complete mess, and frowned. Then he looked at Annabel, expecting an explanation.
Seizing the opportunity, Erica quickly chimed in, “Look at Annabel. She hasn’t even officially married into our family, yet she acts so arrogantly. Imagine what she’ll do in the future. Ever since she arrived yesterday, she’s been tormenting Cathy. She’s lazy, greedy, and wakes up so late. When Danica was serving her soup earlier, she carelessly spilled it and demanded Cathy fetch another bowl. Cathy isn’t a maid here. Why should she cater to her p>
At that moment, Danica returned with an ice pack in hand. Despite her aversion to Cathy’s soup-stained attire, Erica adopted the persona of a caring aunt. She dabbed at Cathy’s face and placed the ice pack on the scalded area, wailing in apparent distress as if Cathy were truly the victim.
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“Annabel, what’s going on?” Bruce asked, turning his gaze to her after hearing Erica’s accusations.
Although Bruce had always trusted Annabel’s character, he couldn’t simply ignore Cathy and Erica’s accusations. More than anything, he wanted to hear the truth from Annabel herself.
Annabel kept her composure. “Cathy insisted on bringing me soup this morning. She slipped, and… well, you can see the rest p>
She didn’t bother with extra details, going straight to the point. She had no desire to speak badly of Cathy and Erica in front of Bruce.
“You’re twisting the truth, Annabel!” Cathy’s shrill voice rang out, sharp with fury. “She doesn’t belong in our family, Grandpa p>
“Annabel, if you dislike us, just say it,” Erica added coldly, fanning the flames. “We don’t need you torturing us in these roundabout ways p>
Annabel let out a brief, almost amused laugh. She glanced at Cathy. “Danica was here the whole time. Why don’t we ask her p>