Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3251

Norah's beautiful face grew fiercely protective. "If you actually considered him family, you would ask for his side of the story first. You'd care about your own blood. So why is it that you, Yvonne, immediately took the side of an outsider?"

"Gonzalez just started at the company. Of course people are going to dismiss him, or even ostracize him! Was the guy he hit really innocent? If those people truly suffered some unbearable injustice, they would have called the cops. But they didn't. They just snuck around filing petty complaints behind his back. That alone proves how two-faced they are. Why would you believe a word they say?"

"If one of Henson's classmates came to our house to complain about him, as his sister, I would defend him. I would ask him what really happened instead of blindly believing a stranger and immediately pointing fingers at my own brother!"

Standing in the entryway, Gonzalez paused. He turned his head, his gaze sweeping past the floral arrangements to land on the radiant, animated girl in the living room. A fierce heat flooded his chest. It was a suffocating wave of emotion, wild and untamed, setting his very blood on fire.

Simon Hanson glanced at Yvonne and gave a curt nod. "Norah makes a valid point."

Yvonne's face drained of color, then flushed with embarrassment. She bit the inside of her cheek. "Since when do you know Gonzalez so well, Norah?"

"Because I've been through something similar," Norah replied smoothly. "My boss used to be ostracized and framed by others, too. I'm just putting myself in his shoes. It's common sense."

Simon spoke slowly, his tone heavy. "I'll be paying closer attention to the company's affairs from now on. I can't let Gonzalez be treated unfairly."

"You've always been so reasonable, Simon," Norah praised.

Pleased by the compliment, Simon turned to Geoffrey Lamont. "Your granddaughter is incredibly sharp, Geoffrey. She's got courage and conviction. She's going to do great things."

Geoffrey's eyes crinkled with amusement, though he offered a polite reprimand. "She's spoiled rotten by her grandmother at home. Sometimes she speaks out of turn."

Norah listened to Hannah pretend to defend Gonzalez, noting how every single word was subtly designed to remind Simon of his son's alleged dirty past. A surge of indignation flared in Norah's chest.

Initially, she had planned to drop it, knowing it wasn't really her place as a guest. But watching Hannah and Yvonne ruthlessly drag Gonzalez's name through the mud behind his back ignited her fiercely protective streak. She was going to defend him to the bitter end.

She flashed a bright smile. "Hannah, was it your dress that Gonzalez's cat supposedly ruined?"

Hannah was slightly caught off guard by the sudden shift in topic. "Yes. The gown was completely ruined. I already had it thrown out."

"Who usually handles your daily chores and personal belongings?" Norah asked lightly.