Chapter 352

Tristan Knight's words instantly made everyone shoot Daphne Grant mocking looks, full of disdain. If Daphne wasn’t the real daughter of the Knight family, then Richard Grant and Margaret Lane had to be her biological parents, right? I mean, only real parents would bend over backwards to pull strings for their kid like that. And what did Daphne do? She had the nerve to toss all the blame onto the very people who raised her. What kind of messed up human being does that? Thank god she wasn't their daughter. If she were, they might as well dunk her straight into the sewer and leave her there. Also lucky for Richard and Margaret that they were already unconscious—otherwise, this whole drama could’ve killed them from rage alone. "Fourth brother… it's not what you think… I swear, the hair—" Daphne’s face had gone ghost-white. But she wasn’t ready to give up. If she could just prove she wasn't involved in all this, maybe she couldn’t go back to being the eldest miss of the Knight family, but a