Chapter 93

Might as well pull him away first, Isabelle made up her mind silently. She tried to force a smile as she looked up and said softly to Jareth, "Jareth, I wanted to talk to you about something-" But before she could even finish, Sophia cut in like she had read her mind. "This two-faced woman laced dinner with something, and not just anything-it was abortion pills. I saw it with my own eyes, crystal clear." Sophia looked smug as Isabelle's face turned completely lifeless at her words. She even twisted the knife a little harder, "Bet it's the same stuff she used the last few times too." Drugs? Isabelle drugging someone? And for a miscarriage? Jareth's cold expression froze. When the words finally sank in, his head snapped toward Isabelle, eyes blinking in disbelief. "Isabelle?" His gaze locked onto her shock-paled face, like he'd just been sucker-punched, brain blank with confusion and disbelief. Isabelle? Would she really do something like that? The heat in Jareth's stare made Isabelle's