Shiely Morrison frowned, "Stop crying first. Have you seen a doctor about your face? It might scar if you're not careful!"
"Godmother, my injury doesn't matter. I just want justice. My father's death is so unclear. He would never abandon me and commit suicide. Someone must have killed him on purpose, and I suspect it was Harry Hunter who ordered it!"
Shiely's heart skipped a beat, "You can't make such accusations without proof. It's not right to slander someone casually."
As she spoke, she looked up at Isabella Weaver, her eyes filled with concern.
Isabella's face remained calm and emotionless. She just stood quietly to the side, neither explaining nor getting angry.
"I'm not talking nonsense! Besides the Hunter Family, no one else could have orchestrated such a flawless plot!"
