When we met again, she was as clear-minded as ever.
She smiled at me, just as she had when we first met, and she didn't argue with me as she used to. "Phil, I've avenged Viola; I killed that man with my own hands. I've come to my senses now. Only you truly cared for me."
Receiving no response from me, she began to blame herself, "I know you despise me, but I was blinded by Lester!"
"You had an affair long ago, and Viola knew about it. She fell ill because she wanted to keep your secret and felt guilty towards me, yet you, as her mother, didn't notice at all!"
Belle then put on a pitiful expression. "That one time, I coaxed her for a long time, and she was the one who promised voluntarily that she wouldn't tell you. See? She was just born to deceive."
The unfeeling woman, even when fac
