She Must Be Faking It

Aurora ran into the living room, with Isabella hot on her heels. But Heath, who had come downstairs after hearing the commotion, blocked Isabella's path. He grabbed her wrist and with a quick move, made the knife in her hand drop to the floor with a clatter.

Heath shoved Isabella to the ground and immediately turned to help Aurora. He noticed the wound on her arm right away.

Isabella had slashed at Aurora with a fruit knife. Luckily, Aurora dodged quickly, or she would've been stabbed. Her sleeve was torn and her arm was bleeding quite a bit.

Some servants had rushed out after hearing the noise. Even Mr. Whitmore and Rosie came down from upstairs. Heath, looking furious, barked, "What are you staring at? Call a doctor!"

The servants scrambled to help Isabella up. Some went to call the doctor, while others fetched the first aid kit to stop Aurora's bleeding. Mr. Whitmore came downstairs, surveying the chaos and his somewhat deranged granddaughter Isabella. He thumped his cane on the fl