"Stop talking nonsense!" Sierra immediately snapped back. "Lydia was pinning me to the floor! Why didn't you mention that part?!"
Penelope instantly clamped her mouth shut.
The CEO of The Foster Group, his wife, and the heiress of the Sutton family—this was an explosive aristocratic scandal. As a mere therapist, she was in way over her head. She had already taken a massive risk just by stating the unbiased facts.
Lydia offered Penelope a gentle, reassuring look. She turned her attention back to Frederick, waiting for his verdict.
"Let's go to the hospital and get these wounds treated properly first," he commanded.
He was going to suppress the incident entirely.
"No. The police will be here any minute. No one is leaving until the investigation is complete."
Lydia refused to yield a single inch. Frederick frowned deeply, shooting a displeased look at Penelope. "You called the police?"
Lydia stood up, shielding Penelope from his intimidating glare. "I told them to call."
"Do you think a vicious sibling rivalry making the headlines will reflect well on anyone?" His gaze turned lethally cold. "As Mrs. Foster, you should know where the boundaries lie."
"Call them back and cancel it."
"I will not cancel it, and you are not taking her out of this room!"
"This must be investigated thoroughly today."
Fighting through the throbbing pain, she grabbed Frederick's arm.
Sierra immediately hugged his other arm tighter.
"Frederick, my face hurts so much. Am I going to be disfigured? Please, take me to the hospital now," she pleaded piteously.
Slowly, he pulled his arm out of Lydia's grasp.
Lydia watched as his hand settled gently over Sierra's forearm. "I'll take you to the hospital right now," he soothed.
Lydia's heart throbbed in tandem with her bleeding hand.
Right then, the police arrived. After taking statements from both sides, the lead officer sighed. "It would be best for everyone involved to settle this privately."
"Then I won't press charges against Lydia," Sierra said sweetly, clearly playing the bigger person for Frederick's benefit.
"Mrs. Foster, what is your stance?"
She looked straight at the officer. "This therapy room has a continuous audio recording. I request that you pull the files."
"Audio recording?" The officer scanned the ceiling. "Is there a security camera? We didn't spot one."
"Dr. Vance, could you explain?" Lydia prompted.


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