Chapter 176 Tell Me, Who is the Real Mastermind behind this
Tabitha stared at her for a long time before fierceness appeared in her eyes. "Ophelia, calm down. No matter what it is, you absolutely can't admit to anything. You can't admit to anything. We have already called Grandpa Owen, and no matter what, Mr. Fitzgerald Sr. will protect you."
"It's different, Mom. If Darian finds out the child is his, then how do I explain the child I had in my belly all those years ago? Darian let me go back then because I had a child in my belly. Now he knows the child is not his... I really don't know what to do..."
Ophelia's mind was a mess right now, and she couldn't think of any solutions.
Tabitha tightly held her hand. "You firmly admit that the child is Darian's, that's all. There's no trace of the child anymore, nowhere to investigate."
"Will that work?" Ophelia tightly grasped Tabitha's hand.
"We can only take a gamble. Your child was conceived that night, but Cecily's child may not necessarily be from that night. As long as we firmly accuse Darian of touching you, he will feel guilty toward you."
Ophelia bit her lip and made a firm decision, nodding vigorously.
At the moment, this was the only gamble they could take.
...
Ophelia didn't intentionally dress up and just put on a thin jacket over her hospital gown. Her long, black, straight hair cascaded down, her face was pale and exhausted, her eyes reddened, her lips slightly pale, and she looked weak and pitiful.
She arrived at Fitzgerald's Household.
Ophelia saw Sandra sitting alone on the sofa without seeing Darian. She approached and softly called out, "Auntie."
Sandra looked up and was surprised to see Ophelia. She looked at Ophelia's expression and asked, "Why did you suddenly come here?"
The servant helped Ophelia sit next to Sandra, and Ophelia pursed her lips and said, "Darian had someone bring me here."
"Did he say anything?"
Ophelia shook her head.
"Darian really has no sense. He called you over while you were still injured. Look at your complexion. Is the injury better?"
Ophelia touched her face, and in doing so, her sleeve slid down, revealing the bandage on her wrist perfectly.
Sandra saw it, and her face darkened. "Cecily is heartless and cruel to hurt you like this without evidence."
Ophelia bit her lip lightly. Her eyes welled up with tears when she lowered her gaze. With this weak appearance, it was hard not to feel pity for her.
"Maybe it's because our relationship isn't good, so she thinks that all the bad things happening around her are my doing."
Sandra sighed, "Regardless, she went too far this time. It's hard on you to suffer so much for no reason."
"Auntie, where is Darian?" Ophelia couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know. He hasn't come back yet. He hasn't been at home much these past few days, probably staying at the hospital."
As Sandra finished speaking, footsteps could be heard outside the door.
Darian and Cecily walked in together.
Ophelia's eyes trembled. Even though she tried desperately to reassure herself, seeing Darian and Cecily at this moment made her body shake uncontrollably.
Sandra, seeing Ophelia like this, became suspicious. "Ophelia, what's wrong with you?"
Ophelia's lips trembled, and she quickly found a believable excuse to conceal her panic, "I... I'm afraid of Cecily..."
Sandra, seeing her being frightened by Cecily like this, felt even more heartache for her. "Don't be afraid. This is Fitzgerald's household. She can't harm you here."
Ophelia stared firmly at Darian, her body trembling even more intensely.
Darian's pitch-black, profound eyes scanned Ophelia once, then turned to Sandra. "Mom."
"Yes, Ophelia is still injured. Why did you call her here?"
"To solve the problem," said Darian in a cold voice, causing Ophelia to shiver all over.
Ophelia lightly tugged at the corner of her lips, "Darian, what's the matter?"
Darian didn't respond to her.
Soon, a panicked voice came from outside the door, "Why did you bring me here?"
"Let go of me! Let go of me..."
Ophelia tightened the hand on her knee, her gaze trembling, unexpectedly meeting Cecily's eyes.
Ophelia gritted her teeth and looked away, shifting her gaze to the doorway, where two bodyguards were dragging in Elysia.
Her gaze suddenly shrank.
Just as she expected!
Elysia had been found out.
Ophelia stared straight into Elysia's eyes, her gaze threatening.
Elysia, being roughly handled by the bodyguards, wanted to seek help from Ophelia but was frightened into silence by her threatening gaze.
Ophelia bit her lip, gently ran her hand through her hair, and shifted her gaze away.
Elysia was thrown to the ground. She slowly lifted her head, fearfully looking at the person sitting on the sofa, and tremblingly asked, "Mr. Fitzgerald... Why did you bring me here?"
"Darian, what's going on?" Sandra also asked, not understanding.
Darian's voice was dark, "She's responsible for the abduction and injury of Rowan."
Elysia instantly turned pale, instinctively wanting to defend herself. However, she didn't consider why they would bring her directly here if there were no evidence.
"I didn't do it. It wasn't me. I have no idea about this incident, let alone the fact that my sister had another child. How could it be me? Mr. Fitzgerald, there must be a misunderstanding here..."
"A misunderstanding?" Darian chuckled lightly.
In the next moment, Larkin brought forward the evidence they had found, throwing it all in front of Elysia.
Elysia's gaze grew frantic. She lowered her head and picked up the papers from the ground, taking a glance, and her face turned completely pale...
Elysia widened her eyes, unable to believe the evidence pointing to her.
"Is there anything else to say?"
Elysia's heart pounded violently. She knew the seriousness of this matter but still wanted to defend herself, "This isn't true... Mr. Fitzgerald, someone must be framing me. This isn't true."
"Yes, this isn't true," Cecily's cold voice rang out.
Hearing Cecily's words, Elysia crawled toward Cecily as if clutching at a lifeline. "Cecily, you believe me, right? You believe that this wasn't me. There must be a misunderstanding. I really didn't know you had a child."
Cecily lowered her eyes and looked at Elysia with a gaze devoid of warmth. "I know you don't have the brains to plan such a sophisticated scheme. Tell me, who is the real mastermind behind this?"
When asked this question, Elysia instinctively looked toward Ophelia, who was sitting next to Sandra.
Ophelia's heart thumped, but she didn't have a chance to speak.
Sandra indignantly exclaimed, "Why do you keep looking at me? Aren't you going to say that I made you do this?"
Cecily coldly stated, "Ms. Sandra, she's not looking at you. She's looking at Ophelia next to you."
Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze toward Ophelia.
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