Joshua's words hit like a bombshell, and Grandma Emily's face went ghostly pale. Her eyes widened in shock, and she blurted out, "What on earth!"
Ben and Rose looked like they’d seen a ghost, both terrified that Grandma Emily's heart might not handle the shock.
Ben quickly intervened to stop Joshua from saying more. "Joshua, that's enough. Someone, please help Grandma Emily to her room to rest."
Rose had only caught whispers about Lillian's misdeeds and her tangled mess with Ben’s illegitimate son, Chris. But the talk of “coveting her brother” and “taking lives” was a whole new level of crazy that left her speechless.
Rose was stunned.
What… what was this all about? Did Lillian really have a thing for Joshua?
Grandma Emily, propped up by the staff, was adamant, "Let go! I'm fine! Joshua, what do you mean by saying Lillian coveted her brother and took lives?"
Rose turned to Lillian, disbelief written all over her face, "What is going on here?"
Lillian looked like she’d seen a ghost, her face as white as a sheet, and she was trembling like a leaf. "I... I..."
Joshua's face was hard and emotionless as he coldly replied, "Exactly what it sounds like."
Allison hadn’t expected Joshua to lay it all out in front of everyone like that.
Grandma Emily was clearly shaken, clutching her chest, looking at Lillian with a mix of anger and disbelief, "Did you really have those feelings for your brother? Did you really get involved in such things? You... you..."
Lillian wanted to deny it, but the words wouldn’t come.
She couldn’t bring herself to claim she didn’t love Joshua, nor could she deny being part of the cover-up.
Seeing Lillian’s silence, Rose was too angry to speak, just glaring at Lillian with burning eyes.
Ben let out a heavy sigh, "Joshua, maybe we should stop for now. Grandma’s health can’t take this."
"Apologize to Allie," Joshua demanded, his patience wearing thin, his gaze turning even colder.
“No! I won’t! Why should I apologize to Allison? I didn’t do anything wrong!” Lillian rasped, tears streaming down her face, refusing to apologize.
Tear-streaked and desperate, she cried out, completely disregarding any dignity, "Why? Why can't I love you? We grew up together, and we’re not even blood-related. Why can’t you see me? Is it so wrong to love you?"
"Slap!" The sharp sound of a slap echoed through the room.
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