Ivy walked over and knelt in front of the boy.
Clara instinctively tightened her hold on Nate.
"There’s nothing for Nate to say," Clara replied quickly. "This is Leo’s fault. Just admit it and move on."
For some reason, Clara felt uneasy under Ivy’s calm gaze.
Even Nate swallowed nervously when Ivy gently took his hand and looked him in the eyes.
"Nate," she said softly but firmly, "this is your last chance to tell the truth."
The boy’s body stiffened.
"I was lenient the last time when you bullied Leo. But if you lie now, I won’t be so forgiving."
Gavin stared at her in disbelief.
"Did everyone hear that?" he exclaimed. "She’s threatening him now!"
He turned toward Edward.
"Grandpa, look at what this woman is doing. How can you allow someone like her into our lives? She’s setting a terrible example for Leo."
The room fell silent once again as everyone’s attention shifted to Nate, whose face had gone pale under Ivy’s unwavering gaze.
"And you’re setting a good example for your son by teaching him to stay silent?" Ivy shot back.
She rose to her feet and turned to face Gavin directly.
The moment her sharp gaze locked onto his, Gavin felt an unexpected chill crawl down his spine.
For a brief second, he found himself taking an involuntary step back.
He quickly cleared his throat and straightened his shoulders.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" he demanded. "Why would I do that?"
The slight stutter in his voice didn’t go unnoticed. Trying to recover, he lifted his chin and met Ivy’s gaze again only to see her chuckle.
Everyone:"..."
Gavin:"???"
"You know exactly what you’re doing, Gavin," Ivy said coldly. "Don’t make me say it out loud."
The smile vanished from her face in an instant.
The sudden change in her expression stunned everyone in the room.
Even Gavin froze.
For the first time that morning, he seemed genuinely unsettled.
Meanwhile, Xander simply stood back and watched.
A flicker of amusement crossed his eyes as he admired Ivy’s fearlessness.
Has anyone ever told her how intimidating she looks when she’s angry?
The corner of his lips curled upward.
Still, he stepped forward before the situation could escalate further.
"Ivy’s right," he said calmly. "Why not let Nate speak for himself instead of trying to pin everything on Leo?"
His words immediately shifted the attention back to Nate.
The boy began fidgeting nervously.
Beside him, Clara noticed at once and shot him a warning look.
Don’t.
The message was clear.
Nate instinctively shrank under her gaze.
But then his eyes drifted across the room and landed on Leo.
A fresh wave of guilt hit him.
For as long as he could remember, he had tried to make Leo’s life miserable.
He picked fights with him.
Mocked him.
Blamed him for things he hadn’t done.
Yet Leo had never really fought back.
And despite everything Nate had done to him, Leo had still come to save him.
Nate knew he had been wrong about a lot of things.
Maybe it was because of what his parents had constantly told him growing up.
Maybe it was because he had spent years believing Leo was the enemy.
But after everything that had happened, he couldn’t ignore one simple fact.
Leo had saved him.
That fact alone was enough to drown out the pressure from his parents.
For once, Nate wanted to do the right thing.
Not for himself.
For Leo.
His gaze met Leo’s one last time.
’Don’t get the wrong idea,’ Nate thought stubbornly. ’This doesn’t mean we’re friends.’
Even so, he took a deep breath and pushed himself to his feet.
The room instantly fell silent.
Ignoring the looks from his parents, Nate turned toward Edward.
His hands trembled slightly at his sides.
"I... I have something to say."
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