Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen novel Chapter 415

Rosalind and Sonia stared at each other in stunned silence, unable to believe what Isabel had just blurted out. In a panic, the two women scrambled to call Isabel’s teacher, desperate to clarify that Eileen really was a family member—not some stranger trying to snatch their kid!

Thankfully, the teacher was well aware that children make things up; after all, the school would never let a random adult past the gates without verifying their identity.

The second she hung up, Rosalind shot after Isabel, ready to spank her for the scare.

Isabel shrieked and darted around the house, making laps around the furniture, while Sonia did her best to play peacemaker. Within moments, the living room descended into utter chaos—cushions flying, voices raised, everyone chasing or dodging someone else.

Ten minutes later, Eileen and Egbert came in from the garden, only to find three generations scattered in separate corners, hands on knees, panting and looking completely worn out.

Eileen blinked, confused. “What on earth happened in here?”

Sonia quickly waved her off. “Oh, nothing—just getting a little exercise.”

But Rosalind was determined to teach Isabel a lesson. She turned to her daughter and huffed, “Your niece told her teacher you were a kidnapper!”

Eileen froze on the spot.

Egbert frowned, his voice turning stern. “Isabel?”

Isabel instantly ducked behind Sonia, peeking out with just half her face visible.

Eileen, still lost, asked in disbelief, “Why would you say that about me? Just because I ate that little cake from your drawer?”

The room fell silent.

Isabel stared at her aunt, then stepped out from behind Sonia, her jaw dropping. “Auntie… you ate my little cake—the one my teacher gave me as a reward?”

Eileen’s eyes went wide. She hadn’t realized Isabel didn’t know. “No, I—I didn’t—”

Isabel took a step closer. “But you said you did. You said you ate it.”

Eileen, feeling guilty, took a step back.

“And what about my strawberry milk?” Isabel pressed.

Eileen went pale, stumbling back another step.

“My caramel candies?”

Eileen hesitated, inching away again.

“My chocolate?”

That was the last straw—Eileen darted behind Egbert, using him as a shield.

Now it was her turn to peek out from behind someone else, her voice sheepish as she tried to explain, “I thought those were snacks for parents! It was only later I realized the treats were only in my drawer…”

Isabel’s eyes shimmered with tears. “Those were my rewards for getting a perfect score on my test.”

Eileen shrank even further, giving Isabel a shaky thumbs-up. “Well, um, a hundred out of a hundred—that’s amazing…”

Isabel just stared at her aunt, silent and unblinking.

Egbert massaged his temples, exasperated. “What do you want to eat? I’ll buy it for you.”

Eileen jumped in at once, rattling off her favorites. “Cream puffs! Cookies! Fruit jellies! Beef crisps! Hard candy—”

“I wasn’t talking to you,” Egbert cut her off, his voice flat.

Eileen deflated, falling silent.

Egbert turned to Isabel. “Mr. Reed will make it up to you. What would you like?”

Isabel thought for a moment, eyes downcast. “Cream puffs, cookies, fruit jellies, beef crisps, hard candy.”

Egbert blinked, surprised.

Eileen, on the verge of tears, sniffled, “Isabel…”

But Isabel just grinned mischievously. “I want to buy all Auntie’s favorite snacks. Then I’ll eat them right in front of her!”

Eileen was speechless.

Eileen and Egbert stayed at the Lopez house until after dinner before finally heading home.

On the drive back, Eileen shook her head and sighed. “Kids really are something else. One day they love you, the next day they can’t stand you. They’re just like my fans online—fickle as the weather.”

Egbert replied dryly, “It’s normal. She used to say she liked Mr. Reed. Now when she sees me, she steps on my foot.”

Eileen tapped her chin thoughtfully. “If I ever have kids, I’ll make sure they’re not so dramatic. No split personalities in my house!”