He hit lyla

“Ouch, my back, it’s killing me…” Shelly glared at Myra, who was in Tony’s arms. “All thanks to that woman! I wouldn’t have fallen if it weren’t for her! Her acting is rather convincing now! Did you fall and hurt yourself? Why are you kicking up a fuss after your fall since you are so young?! I have never seen a more pretentious woman than you!”

“Mrs. Walton, did you hear what the madam said just now? Myra wouldn’t have fallen if you hadn’t dragged her down with you. How could you possibly blame her for your fall?” Upon hearing Shelly’s accusation, Elliot, who was right behind Tony, sneered. He was looking at her in disdain.

Gideon scowled at Elliot. “Young Master Elliot, my mom did not do it on purpose. The lights are dim and there are many people around us. She must have been mistaken.”

Elliot was about to refute him when Tony interrupted in a deep, stern voice, “Elliot, get Philip to the second floor.”

Tony had a grave expression as there was worry in his eyes while he focused on M