All indications pointed to her grandmother having been forcibly pushed from the bed, likely by the same


    person who had inflicted numerous kicks.


    That person? That person was Celeste.


    But why? Why would she do such a thing?


    Millie gazed at her unconscious grandmother, her fists clenched, and stated, “I need to go home first.”


    As she stepped out of the hospital, the weather suddenly shifted, and a mighty thunderp resounded.


    Millie retumed, drenched by the rain, just as Marcus was about to leave. She brushed past him at the


    door without acknowledging him.


    “Millie, stop!”


    Millie paid no attention to his words. She entered the living room and fixed her gaze on Celeste, her


    fists clenched as if she were a simmering beast, anger barely contained.


    Celeste was taken aback and retorted angrily, “What’s gotten into you? Why are you staring at me like


    that?”


    From the doorway, Marcus also tured to observe the scene in the living room.


    Millie confronted Celeste with deliberate enunciation, every word dripping with usation.


    “Why did you push my grandmother off the bed and kick her? She’s an elderly woman. If you have any


    grievances with me, take it out on me. Why would you harm an old woman?”


    “Are you out of your mind? When did I push your grandmother out of the bed? Are you making


    baseless usations?”


    “Stop ying innocent. You did visit the hospital to see my grandma today, didn’t you?” Celeste was


    momentarily speechless, but quickly refuted, “Yes, I visited your grandmother in the hospital today, but


    she was perfectly fine when I left.”


    People who were guilty were prone to denial. Celeste was the most suspicious candidate. Moreover,


    Celeste had never held any affection for Millie. Why would she visit the hospital for her grandmother


    without any ulterior motive?


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    “If anything happens to my grandma, I won’t let you off the hook.”


    Celeste retorted with an edge in her voice. How dare Millie threaten her so brazenly?


    “What do you mean? Are you suggesting that I’m responsible for pushing your grandmother out of


    bed? You won’t let me go? Do you even realize who you’re talking to? You’re just a foolish young girl


    threatening me for the first time. Let me make it clear: your grandmother’s condition has nothing to do


    with me. Leave this ce now.”


    Celeste pointed towards the door.


    Marcus intervened with a stern expression, demanding, “What’s happening here?”


    “My grandmother was pushed from the bed and brutally attacked. Now she’s in aa. The one who


    did this is well aware,” Millie responded, biting her lower lip so hard it nearly bled.


    Celeste snorted dismissively.