Simon, who had been smiling moments ago, now wore a dark expression. He snapped his fingers, and two men in black stepped forward. They dragged Estel and our parents out of the car.
Even then, Estel didn’t fully grasp the situation. She yelled, “Simon, are you out of your mind? I’m the future Mrs. Stewart! Julian invited me here to thank me. If you treat me like this, he’ll punish you for sure!”
Her words drew laughter from the group.
When the laughter subsided, Simon’s face turned even colder as he said, “You? The future Mrs. Stewart? Have you looked in a mirror?
“Did you really think Mr. Stewart wouldn’t figure out who was behind Mrs. Stewart’s accident? Let me tell you, Mr. Stewart suspected you from the moment you appeared.
“Over the past few days, we’ve gathered evidence and witnesses. The reason you’re here today isn’t for gratitude–it’s to settle accounts.”
The moment Simon finished speaking, the color drained from our parents‘ faces. Still, they refused to admit anything.
“What nonsense are you spouting? What accident? What evidence? You’d better be ready to take legal responsibility for your accusations!
“My daughter even knelt and donated blood to save Julian’s wife, and now you’re framing her? Where’s the justice in that? Essie, let’s go. There’s no need to visit the Stewart estate.”
They grabbed Estel’s hand and tried to leave, but several men picked them up like helpless chicks and dragged them back within seconds. They were shoved hard to the ground, and they landed in a heap.
Our parents clung to Estel while shouting hysterically. This is illegal! Do you think we won’t report you? Just wait–we’ll have you arrested for this!”
Simon looked down at them. He towered over their crumpled forms. “Report us? First, you’ll need to make it out of here alive.”
The men surrounded them in a tight circle, sending the three into a trembling fit.
