Chapter 818 The Puppet Master

Alice's explanation was seamless. Emily had been in the dark about the whole thing. With the chaos of the day, who could blame her for missing the signs? Now that Alice had spelled it out, however, it was clear that my eagerness to help had been my downfall, which had led to Ash getting hurt. Facing Emily and Liam, I owned up to it. "I messed up today. I had no clue about the trap Sweety had set. By the time I caught on, it was too late—Ash had been bitten. I'm so sorry." Emily's face went white as she processed the betrayal. "So that was Sweety's game," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "She wanted me to be the one to end my own daughter. Her cruelty knows no bounds." Liam's face was a mask of ice, his good looks sharpened by his anger. Emily took a deep, steadying breath, her eyes brimming with tears as she faced me. "Yvette, you can't blame yourself for this. If I had been in your shoes, I'm pretty sure I would've made the same call, or maybe even messed up worse. Swe