“Rachel, don’t you think it’s time to admit it? You really are the curse of the Lloyd family! If it weren’t for you, would the old man have been so angry that he ended up in the hospital?” Sasha went on.

    Rachel didn’t even think before snapping back.

    “And whose fault is that, really? Yours! When I asked you to step outside with me, you refused. If you hade with me, he wouldn’t have overheard those words, and none of this would’ve happened. I might bear the main responsibility, but are you really going to say you’re not at fault at all?”

    Sasha frowned. She was t–out refusing to admit any fault. “Rachel, can you stop pushing the me on me every time something happens? What, are you trying to pick a fight with me now?”

    Rachel was tired of arguing with someone like Sasha.

    “Forget it. I don’t feel like wasting my breath. Grandpa’s already in the hospital–better to focus on his

    health.”

    With that, she turned around to leave and find the doctor.

    Sasha, relentless as ever, called after her, “Rachel, I’m telling you, you can’t wash your hands of this! You’re responsible, and you have an obligation. You must take responsibility. My advice is to give up on the Lloyd family’s inheritance sooner rather thanter.”

    Rachel didn’t even acknowledge her rant, treating her words as nothing more than hot air.

    Still, Sasha’s words lingered in her mind.

    She really was worried that she might have triggered Gerald’s copse. Although she felt little affection for him, she couldn’t disregard Jim’s feelings. Jim didn’t have much time left. She couldn’t risk being the cause of something worse happening to Gerald on top of that.

    Just as Rachel was about to find Gerald’s attending doctor, Leia walked over.

    b“/bMs. Rachel…”

    “What is it?”

    Rachel always had a good impression of Leia. Most of the Lloyd maids only fawned over whoever held power in the household, but Leia was different.

    Leia had once worked for Rachel’s mother, and they had known each other for many years. Because of that, Leia had always taken special care of Rachel.

    Leia nced warily into the hospital room before leaning in to whisper in Rachel’s ear.

    “Here’s what happened. After you left, Ms. Dawson argued with Mr. Gerald. He got so furious that it nearly

    did him in. Then Mr. Howard added a few harsh words, and that’s when Mr. Gerald copsed.”

    Rachel’s eyes widened in sudden realization.

    So it wasn’t her fault! Sasha had pushed Gerald over the edge.

    A frosty glint flickered in her eyes. She smiled coldly.

    Well done, Sasha! That woman tried to pin the me on Rachel when it was really her and Howard who

    had driven Gerald into this state.

    Rachel gave Leia a grateful look.

    “Leia, thank goodness you told me this today.”

    Leia sped Rachel’s hand with sympathy.

    “You truly are loyal and kindhearted. Anyone else would have cut ties with this family long ago, but I can see it. You may say you don’t want anything to do with the Lloyds, but deep down, you still care.”

    “Leia, I know I shouldn’t say this, but I feel I must–for your own future,” Rachel replied. “You’ve seen my father’s condition. He doesn’t have much time left. And as for Grandpa, you know his health even better

    than I do.”

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