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.
