Isabella's face paled, and she looked up at Agnes with teary eyes. "Agnes, you... these past few days..."

Agnes looked aggrieved. "I didn't want to tell you, but... but seeing you so dispirited, it just breaks my heart."

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves and pant legs, revealing the purple and blue bruises underneath.

Isabella grabbed Agnes's arm. "This... the servants did this?"

"Those little snobs are the worst- always sucking up to whoever's on top and kicking whoever's down. To curry favor with that wretched girl, they know I'm your person, so... so..." Agnes lowered her head, looking pitiful as she secretly wept. Isabella trembled with rage. "It must have been Serena who put them up to it!"

"Yes, who else could it be?" Agnes continued to cry, looking utterly miserable. "If she wasn't fanning the flames behind the scenes, how could the master and madam ever bear to send you away? After all, you were the treasure they held in their hands and adored for twenty years!"

With Agnes's constant reinforcement, Isabella's expression grew increasingly twisted and distorted with rage.

That's right.

Before Serena returned, she had enjoyed all the family's affection!

She had never imagined that one day she would be kicked out of the family by her own parents.

It was all because of Serena!

It was her arrival that had destroyed everything she had worked so hard to build for

so many years...

Everything was ruined!

Serena had made her so miserable.

How could she have even thought about going to please Serena, to beg her?

If she had really gone to beg Serena, Serena would have laughed her to death!

Seeing that Isabella had been persuaded, Agnes let out a sigh of relief. She gently patted her shoulder and softened her voice, "Miss Isabella, I will always be loyal to you You can trust me completely."

Isabella slowly tightened her grip on Agnes's hand. Looking at the bruises on her arm, her gaze grew colder and sharper. "Agnes, what do I have to do to stay in this house?"

Agnes lowered her voice. "The

madam has the softest heart, and she's the one who dotes on you the most. And don't forget, you still have the old master and old madam as your trump cards! You are their absolute favorite."

"You mean... I should go to my grandparents?" Isabella stopped crying and wiped her tears.

"Yes, the old master and old madam

are your only hope now," Agnes advised. "You need to evoke their sympathy and affection for you. ft would be best to subtly poison them against Serena in private to make them feel even more sorry for you. Then, you can ask the olemadam to speak on your behalf. Out of respect for her mother, the madam will definitely drop the matter of sending you away."

The more Isabella listened, the more it made sense.

She clenched her fists, then suddenly scrambled off the bed and staggered into the bathroom.

Agnes was startled and quickly followed. "Miss Isabella, what are you doing?"

As soon as she entered, she saw Isabella turn on the cold water in the shower.

Ice-cold water instantly rained down, drenching her from head to toe.

"Oh, Miss Isabella, you can't do this!" Agnes cried out, rushing forward to pull Isabella away and turn off the water.