Chapter 72

Frederick sped all the way back to the Guzman residence, barely slowing down until the car screeched into the driveway. Mr. and Mrs. Guzman were already there, waiting with tense expressions. When they saw us walking in together, their faces shifted into something a bit more complicated. Mrs. Guzman stepped forward to greet me, trying to remain polite. "Ms. Sawyer, what brings you here?" "I just happened to be nearby," I replied calmly. "What exactly happened?" Frederick asked as he came to stand beside me, facing the two of them. "Is it really that serious? You had to get the whole family involved?" Mr. Guzman let out a cold, sarcastic laugh. "You tell me. Your sister stormed into someone's house and scratched up Alicia's face. You think that's not serious?" Mrs. Guzman looked about ready to cry. "I told her already! If she wanted that Verdant Bloom so badly, I'd buy her another one. But no—she had to go fight Alicia over that one. Now look at what's happened. I don't even know