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News of Kristine’s fall had spread online, and accusations against Isabella were rampant. The internet was abuzz with condemning comments.
“How could someone like Bella, with such questionable morals, be a dance master?”
“Kristine worked so hard for the competition, and this is how she’s treated?”
“Talent doesn’t excuse awful behavior—she shouldn’t represent our country!”
Public opinion was overwhelmingly in favor of Kristine, leaving Isabella to face a storm of hate.
Isabella skimmed through the comments, a dark glint flashing in her eyes. Kristine had thrown herself down the stairs, willing to frame her to ruin her reputation.
Why did Kristine harbor such deep hatred?
Sighing, Isabella made her way downstairs, where she found Elaine and Glenn talking.
Elaine’s face was etched with distress. “I never imagined things would spiral out of control like this. Was adopting Kristine a mistake?”
“Don’t dwell on it,” Glenn responded. “We can’t control everything.”
Spotting Isabella, Elaine quickly composed herself. “Isabella, pack your things. You’ll head to the competition with your aunt.”
Isabella nodded but said, “I want to see Kristine first.”
Elaine hesitated before agreeing, “Alright, go ahead.”
In the hospital, the moment Isabella stepped inside Kristine’s room, she was nearly slapped in the face. She managed to dodge just in time.
“How dare you show your face here!” Josie shouted, her eyes blazing with fury. “Look at what you’ve done to Kristine!”
“Who says I did this?” Isabella replied icily.
“If not you, then who? Do you expect me to believe Kristine threw herself down the stairs to frame you?” Josie scoffed.
“I need to talk to Kristine. Alone,” Isabella demanded.
“I’m not leaving you two alone while she’s in this condition!” Josie retorted.
Before Isabella could respond, a bodyguard entered and swiftly escorted Josie out of the room.
Andrew arrived, his impeccably tailored suit making him look striking as he walked through the hospital corridor. His presence seemed to fill the space with quiet authority.
“Andrew?” Isabella was surprised.
“I’ll watch the door for you,” Andrew said, his tone calm yet protective.
Josie, furious at the sight of him siding with Isabella, burst out, “Andrew, you’re supposed to be Kristine’s fianc?!”
Andrew’s gaze turned icy. “Shut her up.”
At his command, the bodyguard moved swiftly, knocking Josie unconscious with a quick blow. Seeing this, Kristine, lying on the hospital bed, clutched her sheets tightly in fear and confusion.
Isabella gave Andrew a small nod before entering the room, shutting the door behind her, leaving only her and Kristine inside.
Kristine looked at Isabella with cold disdain. “What are you trying to do? Shouldn’t you be on a plane to the competition by now? What’s the matter? Have you realized that even if you win, no one will be there to cheer for you?”
The internet was still buzzing with negative comments about Isabella, and Kristine could sense victory. A wave of relief washed over her. This was her moment.
“Why have you done all this to me?” Isabella asked, her eyes steady as she looked down at Kristine.
Kristine smirked. “I should be the one asking you that. If it weren’t for you, I would be competing in the international competition.”
“And what do you want, exactly?” Isabella asked.
“What you’ve done to me, I will do to you,” Kristine’s voice brimmed with hatred. “Do I need to break a bone as well?”
“Okay, fine,” Isabella said quietly.
Kristine scrutinized her, sensing that things were going too smoothly. Something was off.
Suddenly, Isabella collapsed into a chair, her tone now defeated. “Kristine, you’ve truly won. Everyone blames me now. Even if I win the competition, I’ll still face public disdain. I understand that my presence has caused you pain. I just hope, after all of this, you won’t despise me anymore. Is that okay?”
The despair in Isabella’s voice filled Kristine with a twisted satisfaction. For so long, she had felt overshadowed by Isabella’s calm composure, but now, it seemed like Isabella was finally breaking.
“You expect me to let you go? I’d prefer if you knelt down while talking to me,” Kristine sneered, her voice filled with arrogance.
“If I do that, will you let me go?” Isabella asked quietly.
Kristine laughed, reveling in her power. “No, I won’t. Since you came back, you’ve stolen everything—our parents’ attention, our brothers’ affection, and even Andrew’s loyalty. Did you ever imagine you’d end up like this? You brought this upon yourself.”
Isabella tilted her head slightly, confused. “But Kristine, even if I am to blame, you can’t participate in the competition anymore. Isn’t that your dream?”
Kristine’s expression turned cold. “It was, before you came along. Now you’re Bella, and even if I compete, I can’t beat you. I’ll just end up mocked. So, why should I bother?”
Isabella looked genuinely taken aback. “Is that what this is all about?”
Kristine’s voice turned bitter. “What do you think? I’m not going to clear things up for you. I’ll make sure you can’t stay in this family any longer!”
Suddenly, Kristine got out of bed, but her legs gave way beneath her. She screamed, collapsing to the floor.
Her scream brought Josie rushing back to the door. “Isabella, what’s happening? Open the door!”
Isabella calmly opened the door, and Josie rushed inside, horrified to see Kristine on the floor.
“How could you?!” Josie shouted at Isabella. “Kristine is in such bad shape, and you still won’t leave her alone! Are you even human?”
Isabella’s expression remained icy. “If you have time to accuse me, you should probably help her up.”
Kristine winced as she was helped back into bed, feeling the sharp pain in her bones. She caught a glimpse of the coldness in Isabella’s eyes and couldn’t shake the feeling that, beneath her calm exterior, Isabella was anxious.
“Isabella, apologize to Kristine right now!” Josie demanded.
“Apologize? I’m not the one who should be apologizing,” Isabella scoffed, brushing off Josie’s grip as she left the room.
Andrew stood waiting for her outside. “Is it over? Are you heading to Mafelen now?”
“Yes, I’m going to take part in the competition.”
“I’ll take you to the airport,” Andrew offered.
Isabella nodded, and they walked out together.
Back in the ward, Josie looked at Kristine with sympathy. “Your sister is truly cruel…”
Before Josie could continue, noises outside the room signaled the arrival of Elaine and Glenn.
Elaine and Glenn arrived at Kristine’s hospital room just as Josie started complaining loudly, “Mr. and Mrs. Patton, you arrived just in time! Isabella just pushed Kristine to the floor and walked away! Even after everything, she still wouldn’t leave Kristine alone!”
Elaine’s expression darkened, her usual gentle demeanor now cold and serious. “Is this true?” she asked, her voice filled with disappointment.
Kristine felt a small wave of satisfaction. Maybe her parents were finally siding with her again. “Yes,” she replied, her tone weak and filled with fake sorrow. “Isabella wanted me to lie and say she hadn’t hurt me, but when I refused, she pushed me down.”
Josie chimed in, “If I hadn’t come in, who knows what would have happened!”
Glenn’s face remained emotionless, but his piercing gaze filled the room with a tension that made Kristine nervous. For once, she thought she had finally won—Isabella was about to face the consequences.
Then, Elaine spoke again, her voice unusually calm but chilling. “Kristine, you’ve really let me down.”
The words hit Kristine like a blow. Confusion clouded her expression as she stared at her mother in disbelief. “W-What?” she stammered.
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