Balfour rubbed his brows as his gloomy eyes filled with annoyance. "So you can't refute Ellinor's accusations, and you start throwing a tantrum? You think that will prove your innocence?"
Throwing a tantrum?
Her own brother used such a term to describe her.
She was pushed into it by Ellinor. She had to resort to this to win her family's sympathy and trust. However, while her grandparents did pity her, Balfour was no longer as indulgent as before, even going so far as to accuse her.
Tears rolled down Patricia's cheeks. "Balfour, I didn't want to... Ellinor pushed me to the edge! You saw it too; she blamed everything on me and said I was the puppet master. I... I feel so wronged."
Balfour looked at her seriously. "Her accusations against you aren't baseless."
Patricia looked hurt. "Why don't you believe me, but believe Ellinor with just a few words?"
Balfour said solemnly, "The surveillance footage Ellinor provided proves you lied. You did sneak out to the countryside alone in the morning. Not only her, but even I find it hard not to suspect you after seeing this."
Patricia looked guilty as she tearfully defended herself, "I just wanted to take a solitary drive to clear my head; is that wrong? I don't even know Ellinor's stepmother. The photo is doctored, and the person in it isn't me!"
Balfour squinted at his stubborn sister, feeling exasperated. He couldn't hit her, nor could he drive her away.
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