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The Klein family’s manor, perched halfway up the mountain, was an expansive and seemingly endless property. Multiple villas, each with its own distinct architectural style, were scattered across the grounds. The gardens that lined the cobblestone paths were filled with rare and exotic plants, creating a sense of discovery at every turn.
As they strolled through the estate, the surroundings exuded the grandeur of an ancient European palace, rich with history and elegance. Isabella’s eyes widened as she took it all in, a note of admiration in her voice as she remarked, “This place must hold so much history.”
“Yes,” Andrew replied, nodding slightly. “The Klein family’s manor has been around for a thousand years. It’s been renovated over time to maintain its grandeur.” Isabella had anticipated the estate to be old, but the realization that it spanned a millennium left her in awe. The Kleins were indeed descendants of nobility, and the weight of history hung in the air around them.
Courtney’s eyes softened with a mix of envy and admiration. “How impressive, as expected of the Klein family,” she remarked. “Andrew, did you grow up here?” Andrew gave a brief nod, his expression distant and detached. Courtney noticed his lack of enthusiasm and bit her lip in frustration. Every time Isabella spoke, Andrew’s demeanor seemed to soften, yet he remained cold and aloof toward her. The contrast gnawed at her, deepening her dismay.
As they strolled through a garden, Courtney’s eyes suddenly brightened as she spotted a rare flower. “Oh, are those snowdrops?” she exclaimed, her voice tinged with surprise. “Snowdrops are notoriously difficult to cultivate, yet they are thriving here!” Andrew’s reply was as indifferent as ever. “Yes.” Undeterred, Courtney pressed on, eager to make an impression. “And look, there are summer snowflakes, too. Such beauty! These flowers are so rare—hardly seen anywhere else.”
She turned to Andrew, her eyes soft and hopeful, trying to convey her admiration. “Andrew, I have a deep love for flowers and quite a bit of knowledge about them. Would it be possible for me to visit more often to admire them? It would be such an honor.”
“You seem to know a lot about flowers, huh?” Andrew inquired. “That’s correct.” Courtney nodded. “I’ve studied a lot of things since childhood, but flowers have always been my favorite.” A faint, unreadable smile appeared on Andrew’s handsome face.
Unable to tolerate Courtney’s nonsense any longer, Isabella interjected, “Are you sure these are summer snowflakes?” She gestured toward the white petals fluttering gently in the wind.
Courtney nodded confidently. “Yes, Isabella, you might not be familiar with them, but summer snowflakes are highly valued for their medicinal properties! I even attempted to grow some when I was younger, but it’s incredibly difficult to keep them alive!” Courtney maintained an innocent look while proudly sharing her extensive knowledge, silently ridiculing Isabella, assuming she knew nothing about the summer snowflakes.
“The summer snowflake you mentioned has a green dot at the tip of each white petal, yet this flower is entirely white,” Isabella said, shaking her head.
Courtney retorted with a sneer, “Isabella, what makes you say that? Have you ever actually seen a summer snowflake?” At that moment, a florist approached and clarified, “This lady is correct. These aren’t summer snowflakes. In fact, summer snowflakes wouldn’t survive in this climate. These are actually moonlit orchids, which resemble summer snowflakes.”
Courtney’s cheeks turned red with embarrassment. While she knew about flowers, her knowledge was not as comprehensive as she had boasted. But how did Isabella know this?
“Oh, I see. I must have mixed them up,” Courtney said with a forced smile, her frustration evident. She felt a burning embarrassment, now understanding why Andrew had smiled earlier.
Andrew and Isabella moved ahead, with Courtney trailing behind. She tried several times to join their conversation but couldn’t break into their close-knit bond. Courtney felt a growing sense of despair.
Suddenly, Andrew received a phone call and excused himself. Now, it was just Courtney and Isabella in the garden.
Courtney observed Isabella’s delicate, attractive profile, feeling a surge of jealousy. “You must be quite pleased with yourself, huh?”
“Why would I feel that way?” Isabella responded coolly, treating Courtney as if she were just a passerby.
Courtney felt suffocated by that look. She considered Isabella a rival, yet Isabella seemed indifferent to her existence. This realization left Courtney deeply irked.
“Isabella, you went from a country girl to a rich heiress, and now you’re clinging to Andrew, aiming for even greater wealth. Just remember, the Klein family is no ordinary rich family. They’re not fools. Someone like you will end up being a joke if you try to marry into their family!” Courtney taunted.
“It looks like the one being a joke today isn’t me,” Isabella retorted with a slight, cold smile.
Courtney gritted her teeth. “So this was your plan all along, wasn’t it? You orchestrated everything!”
“A plan? If you hadn’t tried to undermine me to elevate yourself, you wouldn’t have ended up letting everyone know you gave a fake gift!” Isabella shot back coolly.
“You—” Courtney’s mind went blank with anger. She couldn’t even find a way to retort against Isabella. She felt deeply aggrieved, bested by someone she underestimated.
Just then, she saw Andrew returning out of the corner of her eye. Without thinking, she instinctively grabbed Isabella’s hand.
The next moment, they both tumbled into the river! The river, running through the estate, was neither too deep nor too shallow. Isabella was momentarily shocked before realizing what had occurred, and then she felt an urge to laugh. Courtney and Kristine were so much alike! They were both such cunning manipulators, using the same cheap tricks!
“Andrew, help me!” Despite being able to stand in the river, Courtney called out for Andrew.
Andrew’s brow furrowed, and he shot a glance filled with evident disdain. He directed a nearby servant, “Get her out.” The servant stepped into the water and swiftly helped Courtney to her feet.
Gasping for breath, her clothes thoroughly soaked, Courtney looked up at Andrew with pleading eyes. “Andrew, don’t be mad at Isabella. I made her angry. That’s why she did this.” Since she had just emerged from the water, she was drenched from head to toe, and her appearance was alluring. Many men would feel a tug of sympathy seeing her in such a state.
“Is that so? Since you’ve upset Isabella, you need to apologize to her,” Andrew said, his face giving nothing away.
Courtney stood in stunned silence, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief. Could she have heard Andrew wrong?
“Andrew, I don’t blame Isabella,” Courtney said, her voice dripping with feigned innocence as she adopted a pitiable look. “You upset her. Why should she be blamed? You should be the one saying sorry. Apologize to Isabella, now!”
Andrew’s voice was stern, his presence commanding.
Isabella almost burst out laughing; Andrew was really something else! She watched as Courtney’s face drained of color, then flushed with embarrassment. Finally, gritting her teeth, Courtney muttered, “I’m sorry, Isabella.”
“It’s fine. Just make sure it doesn’t happen again,” Isabella replied, her tone laden with meaning.
Courtney’s humiliation deepened, and she retreated to change her clothes.
When she entered the living room, Sarai was the first to notice her. “Courtney, what happened to you?”
Courtney remained silent, tears rolling down her cheeks.
“Courtney, what’s wrong? Say something!” Rowan implored, his concern evident.
Courtney opened her mouth to speak but clamped it shut upon catching sight of Damari. Her eyes reddened further, her appearance the epitome of misery.
Sarai’s anxiety spiked. “You went out with Isabella and came back like this? Where’s Isabella?”
At the mention of Isabella’s name, Courtney’s tears intensified. She sobbed and collapsed into Sarai’s arms.
Sarai tenderly patted her shoulder, her heart heavy with empathy. “Tell me, sweetheart. We’re all here. What frightens you so?”
Courtney’s sobs crescendoed into loud wails as she choked out, “It was Isabella… She pushed me…”
“Oh? So it was me who pushed you, huh?” A teasing voice cut through the tense air. Isabella and Andrew had just entered the living room.
Isabella glanced at Courtney, who was weeping in Sarai’s embrace, with unmistakable disdain. Courtney was even more of a manipulator than she had imagined! She had even schemed to frame her!
Sarai’s eyes snapped to Isabella. “Isabella, did you push Courtney? Why?”
Courtney quickly stood, her voice tremulous. “Isabella, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said something that upset you. Mom, it’s okay. I just need to change my clothes.” She tugged at her sleeve, her demeanor more pitiful than ever, as if Isabella had committed some unforgivable crime.
Sarai’s heart ached more deeply as she glared at Isabella. “Courtney has always been kind to you since you two met. She even wanted to teach you some art. And this is how you treat your cousin?”
Rowan frowned, his voice filled with concern. “Isabella, why would you do something like that? Has Courtney ever wronged you?”
Damari remained silent, his presence like a quiet storm, observing the unfolding drama with intense scrutiny. Isabella maintained a neutral expression. “If that’s what you want to believe, I can’t change your mind.”
Sarai’s fury escalated as she observed Isabella’s indifferent attitude. “How can you be so callous? She’s your cousin!”
“I think Isabella did nothing wrong!” Elaine immediately declared, rising to her feet. “Isabella has never been the type to bully anyone. Isabella, tell me what happened.”
A flicker of warmth touched Isabella’s heart at her mother’s protective stance, a slight smile gracing her lips.
However, Sarai was unyielding. “What do you mean, Elaine? No matter the reason, Isabella shouldn’t have pushed Courtney! Such a cruel act is beneath someone from a respectable family!” Sarai then sneered. “I guess this is what you get from a country bumpkin!”
Elaine, who had been restraining herself, finally snapped. “Who are you calling a country bumpkin?”
Sarai retorted icily, “Isabella was brought back from the countryside. She lacks manners, and now she even hurt her own cousin…” Her words dripped with disdain.
“Enough!” Elaine shouted, her voice booming through the room. Sarai flinched, startled by Elaine’s outburst, but her anger only deepened. “Did I say something wrong?”
Isabella quickly grabbed her mother’s hand, attempting to soothe her. “Mom, don’t get upset. I’m not bothered by Sarai’s words. I know better than to take them seriously.”
Isabella’s soothing words helped Elaine relax. Seeing Isabella unfazed by the incident, Elaine felt relieved, though her remaining goodwill towards Sarai had vanished. As tensions escalated, Damari slammed his hand on the table, exclaiming, “What happened exactly?”
Courtney glanced at Isabella and then burst into tears. “After Andrew walked away to answer a call, I suggested to Isabella that she should learn the ways of a noble family if she plans to marry him. But it seems she took it the wrong way. She got upset and pushed me into the river. Andrew, you saw it, didn’t you?” Courtney looked pleadingly at Andrew, tears brimming in her eyes. She had timed her fall perfectly to ensure Andrew witnessed it.
However, Andrew simply responded, “I didn’t see anything.”
Courtney’s tearful face suddenly became awkwardly frozen. Sarai, sympathizing with her daughter, remarked, “I know Isabella is Andrew’s fianc?e and he’ll naturally support her, but this is unjust. Courtney has been mistreated!”
Rowan chimed in, “Glenn, how should we handle this? Courtney just wanted to help!” Rowan struggled to accept that Isabella could behave so aggressively, but with what seemed like evidence before him, he felt compelled to defend his daughter.
Isabella looked at Courtney with cold eyes. “Courtney, what are you trying to achieve here? Are you trying to catch the Klein family’s attention to marry into their family?”
“Isabella, I don’t know what you mean. I was only looking out for you,” Courtney responded, her voice shaky.
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