Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 207

“My tardiness is due to my visit to my grandmother at the hospital,” Millie retorted calmly.

“You are a snake in the grass. You still insist on playing the devoted granddaughter, but | see right through you. And there’s another matter | intend to look into. You pushed Rhea into the lake while out playing. Nearly drowned her! How could you be so malevolent?”

Rhea sat nearby, a vision of delicate distress, her eyes dewy and filled with tears.

Suddenly, the low rumble of thunder echoed through the villa.

A flash of lightning illuminated the night, followed by a deluge of rain. Millie, taken aback, stared at the clear glass window. The noise of thunder resonated.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Rhea let out a shriek, clearly terrified that the lightning might shatter the window and strike her.

Startled, Celeste asked, “Rhea, does lightning scare you?”

“Uh, no, no,” Rhea quickly denied, shaking her head.

Millie turned her gaze to Rhea and gave a knowing smile.

“Maybe the sudden storm is a divine warning for certain individuals to hold their accusations,” she suggested.

Rhea, her face white as a sheet, glanced nervously at Celeste.

“Mrs. Thomas, | assure you that what | claimed is accurate. Millie dared deny that she pushed me into the lake. Marcus saw everything.”

Celeste offered her unwavering trust to Rhea. “Rhea, don’t fret. | believe you.”

She then turned to Millie. “Millie, you are unprincipled and defiant, even in the face of your wrongdoings. Understand that | preside over this household. Seize her! Toss her out. We must unmask her feigned innocence.”

Immediately, hands seized Millie’s arms, ready to comply with the order.

“I'm sorry,” came the somber apology from the guard. “Unhand me,” Millie demanded, breaking free from their grasp and stepping forward defiantly.

“Mrs. Thomas, it’s no secret you hold Rhea in high regard and believe her every word. Yet, it’s unfortunate that over all these years, you failed to see her malicious intentions. How pitiful. Yes, | confess, | pushed her into the lake, but did she mention the fact that she hit my head with a stone?”

“I've been nothing but sincere towards Mrs. Thomas, and you accuse me of harboring ill intentions. The only person slandering here is you, Millie. | never threw a stone at you,” Rhea protested tearfully, waving her hands in exasperation.

Millie rolled her eyes inwardly, believing Rhea was a seasoned actress.

Celeste’s anger blinded her to Millie’s words. How dare Millie label her as pitiful?