Chapter 85

Could the Owen family really have pulled something this big off by themselves? Stella just couldn't wrap her head around it. The tears welled up and spilled over before she could stop them. Charles was still lying in that hospital room, and so was Old Mrs. Hart. Not long after, Thomas rushed into the hospital, a bit out of breath. As soon as he spotted Stella, he hurried over, grabbing her shoulders and giving her a once-over, checking for any injuries. "Stella, are you okay? I heard your grandma's house caught fire... and someone tried to hurt you?" Thomas's voice was shaky—he was clearly rattled by the news. Stella shook her head and managed a faint smile. "I'm fine. Charles got hurt saving me, though. He's still resting in the ward." Thomas finally exhaled, but then his brows knitted together and his voice dropped to a murmur. "Stella, there's something I have to tell you... I think my dad might be behind all of this." Even though she had suspected it, hearing Thomas say it out loud