Anna immediately connected the dots. She turned to look at Vincent, who was coming down the stairs, and gently nudged Heather's arm."It's okay, Mom. I'm sure Bell didn't mean to crash into my car," she sniffled, aggrieved.As expected, Vincent seized the key point. He hurried down the stairs, frowning at Isobel, who was sitting comfortably on the sofa. "What happened? Explain."Hearing this, Isobel finally lifted her eyelids lazily. "What else could it be? It's just as she said—I accidentally crashed into her new car." She tilted her head slightly, gazing at Vincent with an innocent expression.Vincent was fuming. "Are you jealous of your sister? I bought her a car to make her daily commute easier. She's never had anything good before, and now that we have the means, I wanted her to have something nice. Why must you fight with your sister over something so trivial?"Her expression remained impassive, but inwardly, she found it laughable.Preying on her silence, Anna stepped in.
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