Chapter 37

Having made up her mind, Isabella quickly switched tactics. “I’m sorry, Mr. Barron. I shouldn’t have said that. Please forgive me.” Seeing her daughter lower herself like this, Margaret couldn’t bear it. She jumped in to smooth things over. “Mr. Barron, please don’t take it to heart. Our Isabella is still young and makes mistakes sometimes. She didn’t mean any harm.” Charles followed suit, nodding eagerly. “Mr. Barron, let’s not dwell on it.Shall we continue with our meal before it gets cold?I promise I’ll teach this disobedient girl a proper lesson later.” He even shot Isabella a harsh glare. James just kept watching in silence. This was the Knights’ mess—he wasn’t planning to step in. Still, something dark and twisted flickered in his expression, like he’d tasted bitterness but couldn’t spit it out. Despite everyone trying to speak up for her, Summer wasn’t ready to let it slide so easily. If she was back in this house, she was going to make sure the Knight family paid—big time. Pout