"Isn't that so?! For this woman, you gave away the painstaking efforts of your grandfather and your father.
"And for her, you didn't even care about your grandmother and my lives!"
"I'm your grandmother's biological daughter. My surname is Moore, and I'm a member of the Moore family! Shouldn't it be me to keep vigil beside the coffin?
"You left me alone in the hospital, but you let this woman stay here to keep vigil beside the coffin. Do you want your grandma to die without peace?"
It was indeed Monique's fault for leaving Zoila alone in the hospital.
But at that time, they were all immersed in the grief of their grandmother's death, and no one could think of Zoila, who was still in the ward.
Moreover, Henry suspected that this matter had something to do with Zoila.
However, because she was his aunt, Henry deliberately did not think about it.
But he didn't expect that Zoila would accuse them in front of everyone instead of using them as evidence.
Some of the guests heard Zoila's words and looked at Monique with different eyes.
The dead should be respected.
No matter what kind of grudge Monique had with Zoila before.
Now that Old Madam Moore passed away, there was no reason not to let her daughter be filial in front of her.
What's more, Zoila's arms and legs were in cast at this time.
She was even more sympathetic.
"I think you know more how you and grandma fell down."
Henry said this lightly, but it stirred up a storm in Zoila's heart.
“Could it be that Henry has found out something?”
However, Zoila knew that she couldn't be nervous at this moment. "That’s the fact. It's just that Monique pushed me. If Mom didn't want to pull me, how could she..."
Zoila sobbed and lowered her head, but she didn't finish her words.
Others thought that she was too sad.
Only she herself knew that it was because of Henry's eyes, which seemed to know everything.
She almost couldn't hold back the expression on her face.
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