Betty''s breath hitched. The sight of Jasper was like a predator spotting its prey, sending a primal jolt of
fear through her. She longed to disappear, to vanish into some dark, forgotten corner.
Javier shot Jasper a cold nce before rising and approaching them. "Dad, why didn''t you tell me that
you wereing? I could have weed you properly."
"I''m not a guest here; I''m returning to my own home. I don''t need a grand wee," Newton replied
sarcastically, his toneced with disdain for Javier. Their strained rtionship was palpable.
Javier''s expression darkened at his father''s sharp retort. It was a clear reminder that Seaview Manor
belonged to Newton, not him—just because he lived there, it didn''t mean that he owned the ce.
"Grandpa, I heard that Lauren has been recuperating at your ce. How is she? Is she feeling better?"
Betty hurried over and stood behind Javier. She immediately made herself look like she was showing
concern for her sister.
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"Lauren is doing much better. She''s been eating well at my ce."
Newton then turned to Jasper with a hint of suspicion. "Jasper, you brought us here. Did you have
something to discuss?"
Jasper knelt to adjust the wool nket covering Newton''s legs, his gaze piercing and cold.
"Haven''t you both been desperate to find the one who conspired with the Harpers, the one who leaked
Lauren''s diagnosis and attacked the Becketts from the shadows? The culprit is closer than you think,"
he said, his voice low and menacing.
With those words, Jasper fixed his gaze on Betty, whose face contorted in fear.
"Why... Why are you looking at me?" Betty stammered, panic evident in her voice as cold sweat formed
on her forehead. She began to retreat slowly, almost knocking over the expensive tea set on the
nearby table in her haste.
"What are you implying? Don''t tell me you think I leaked that information! Don''t scapegoat me just
because you can''t find anyone else to me!"
Newton and Javier stared at Betty in shock.
Newton widened his eyes, his grip tightening on the armrests of his wheelchair. "Jasper. Are you saying
that Betty conspired with the Harpers to hurt Lauren?"
Javier red at Jasper sternly. "Jasper, this isn''t a small matter! Lauren is your sister, but so is Betty.
Even if you have grievances with her because of Alyssa, you can''t throw baseless usations. You
need evidence for such usations!"
Betty seized the opportunity to deflect me. "Exactly! You''re just trying to pin this on me to appease
Alyssa''s grudge!"
Meanwhile, Alyssa,pletely unrted to the conversation, sneezed, wondering who was talking
about her.
Jasper continued staring at Betty without saying a word. Betty felt extremely uneasy.
Howughable was that? The individual harboring nefarious intentions could no longer restrain the
anxiety brewing within herself.
"There are only four people who could ess Lauren''s report—Grandpa, Dad, myself, and Sophia,
who''s dead.
"I''m certain that Grandpa and Dad wouldn''t have done that. Sophia might have made a deal with you
and disclosed Lauren''s diagnosis report to you," Jasper reasoned calmly but assertively, his demeanor
unwavering.
Betty felt like she was suffocating, as if Jasper''s presence was wrapping around her throat, depriving
her of air.
Unable to use Newton and Javier, Betty could only use Jasper to deflect me. "Then it
could''ve been you! During the Jesseltons'' dinner party, Zoe exposed Alyssa''s inability to conceive, and
at the horse racing event, the Harpers and the Taylors shed!
"Maybe you orchestrated this drama to get revenge on the Harpers, even if it meant ruthlessly
sacrificing your own sister! And your cutthroat maneuvers againstpetitors are well-known
throughout Sna City. Your reputation precedes you!"
"Betty! Don''t speak to your brother that way!" Newton reprimanded sharply. "Jasper has worked
tirelessly for the family and Beckett Group. Don''t insult him! If Jasper is truly as awful as you say, then
perhaps there''s not a single decent person in the whole family!"
Those words ignited a storm within Javier. His expression darkened with each passing moment.
"Grandpa! There has to be a limit to your unconditional defense of him!" Betty stomped her foot, her
mind a whirlwind as she desperately searched for a way to defend herself. "Last time... I did make two
mistakes. But they were all because Sophia instigated them! She ordered me to do those things! She''d
tricked me!"