Chapter 65

Summer Knight glanced at the wine spilled all over the floor, her eyes calm and indifferent. But when she looked up, her face was full of innocent confusion. “Sis, this wine was pretty expensive. Why’d you go and waste it like that?” Isabella Knight clenched her jaw, staring daggers at her. In her mind, she should be the one spoiled and adored by Alexander Barron. But somehow, this “foolish” sister had ended up in that spot. No—after putting things together, Isabella was now convinced Summer might not be so clueless after all. She’d shown up with Charlotte White tonight to expose Summer’s act in front of Alexander, hoping he'd turn away from her. That would be her chance to swoop in. Having made up her mind, Isabella raised her voice on purpose. “Summer, even if your mental age is just six, even if Charlotte did something to upset you, you can’t treat her this way.” “Do you even get that if you hadn’t told her to stop, she would’ve kept drinking—” Before she could finish, Summer cut he