Chapter 39

Harper was quickly rescued by Tristan. But wasn't he supposed to have left? Yet, he had shown up just when his beloved was in danger. If it were herself who had fallen into the water… Genevieve couldn't help but curse herself. Why was she still thinking about nonsense in a situation like this? "Tristan!" Harper had only swallowed a few mouthfuls of water. She threw herself into Tristan's arms, crying pitifully. "Genevieve… she…" Her sentence trailed off, her tone a mixture of grievance and helplessness. It gave the onlookers plenty of room for speculation. Many instantly turned their unusual gazes toward Genevieve, as if condemning her for being vicious. Tristan's gaze was as cold as ice as he looked at her. Hannah panicked and was about to speak, but Genevieve quickly grabbed her hand. This whole mess had started because of her. There was no way she was dragging her sister into it. She stepped forward and sincerely apologized to Harper, "I'm sorry. I was careless earlier a