My father had already served the meal for me.


    He almost ingratiatingly pulled me to sit beside him.


    Sitting across from me were Quentin and Kimberly.


    Quentin also kindly served me food and smiled at me, saying, “Ralda, since you’re here this time, why not stay with me for a few more days? It’s been a long time since our family gathered together.”


    I sneered and said, “Have you visited Mom’s grave in the past few years?”


    Quentin nodded, “I used to go several times a year to chat with my mom.”


    I chuckled and said, “So, what mood were you in when you were talking to your mom at that time?”


    You said, “If she knew that you were protecting someone who killed her, do you think she would rest in peace underground?”


    Quentin lowered his gaze and pursed his lips, saying nothing.


    “And, before my mother passed away, she had told us for the first time that no matter what happens in the future, we siblings must love and care for each other.”


    But Quentin, you, for the sake of a woman, ndered me like this.


    So Quentin, when you went to see your mom, did you mention this to her?”


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    Quentin tightly pursed his lips, still not speaking, but his hand resting on the table was trembling slightly.


    I sneered, “You dare not argue with mom…‘


    “Enough!”


    I hadn’t finished speaking when my dad suddenly mmed the table and said to me, “Eat properly. What nonsense are you talking about again? It’s such a nice atmosphere, why do you have to ruin it?”


    Kimberly suddenly wiped away tears and said with a look of grievance, “Ralda, I know you really dislike me. Indeed, sometimes I do things very poorly, and my sickly body also makes my personality a bit extreme.”


    But between you and me, it has always been just minor quarrels, without any deep hatred. Why do you always want to nder me?


    Four years ago, that incident had a significant impact on you, but <i>Ms. </i>Versta, who had been with me for many years, also passed away. My pain is actually no less than yours.”


    Listening to her words, I felt sick to my stomach.


    She shed tears and looked very pitiful.


    But all of us present here were very clear about what happened four years ago.


    So who is she pretending for?


    There was only one possibility, she guessed that I wanted to trap them and took the opportunity to record it.


    I took a deep breath and said coldly, “Ms. Palmer really got addicted to acting. I wonder if you will dream of Ms. Verstaing to take your


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    life at night.”


    “Ms. Duffy, I had a close rtionship with Ms. Versta, and her death has already left me deeply saddened. So please, I beg you, stop ndering me, okay?” Kimberly cried, feeling very wronged.


    Quentin hurriedly said to me, “Ralda, let’s eat, hurry up and eat. Let’s not mention those unpleasant things from the past.”


    He said, and then handed me the well–prepared soup.


    Looking at his almost ingratiating smile, I clenched the hand at my side and felt a sudden surge of horror and indignation in my heart.


    I suddenly waved away the soup he handed me, and the hot soup sshed all over Kimberly in an instant.


    At the sound of a scream, Kimberly jumped up immediately.


    Her movements were so big that several dishes on the table were swept to the floor by her.


    A burst of ping–pong–like clinking and ttering of broken dishes sounded in the spacious living room, particrly jarring.


    The ground was instantly in a mess.