Chapter 446 Grandma, I killed mom, I am a bad person

This possibility, Cornelia had also thought of before, so when Samuel said this, she didn't feel too surprised.

"Samuel, what made you think that it was Lola who hired someone to hit Zack?"

"Mrs. Spencer, Timothy was my good friend. That night, I was drinking with him and he told me that over the years, Ms. Hilliard had always been with Mr. Ralph."

"You must have heard about the recent incident that occurred on the set, madam. A flower pot fell from above, and Ms. Hilliard selflessly shielded the boss from the disaster. The boss caught the person who pushed the flower pot, and that person claimed that it was Ms. Sullivan who had instructed her to kill the boss without anyone noticing."

"But upon my investigation, after the incident, that person still received a huge reward of one million. If it was really Ms. Sullivan who instigated her to kill the boss, and she failed, Ms. Sullivan wouldn't possibly give her this amount of money."

With just a casual mention from Samuel, Cornelia already had a clear understanding.

This incident, how similar it was to the last time when Chelsea was injected with poison!

They were all hands-on people, deliberately dumped the dirty basin on Penelope's head!

Also, the car accident that Zackary had back then, the driver insisted that he was instructed by Penelope. But it's all nonsense based on his words alone. Who really instructed him, who knows!

Lola had lost a kidney in order to save Zackary...

In the past, Lola hadn't done too many outrageous things, so she hadn't thought in that direction. Now, the series of events that had occurred forced her to question the authenticity of Lola losing a kidney.

She didn't take Lola's pulse, but on second thought, with Lola's robust appearance, she really didn't look like someone missing a kidney.

Cornelia sneered, Lola played this self-harm strategy quite smoothly!

By now, Cornelia was almost certain that Zackary and Penelope had been set up by Lola years ago, but Zackary wouldn't believe it.

She knew better than anyone what kind of character her own son had.

He had determined that Lola was his lifesaver, and he trusted and indulged her exceptionally. Unless there was concrete evidence thrown in his face, he would never doubt her!

Thinking of how Lola had impersonated Penelope, repeatedly sabotaging her relationship with Zackary, causing Ethan to not only become a cripple but also unable to have a complete family, Cornelia was so angry that her teeth ached.

She gritted her teeth, speaking word by word to Samuel, "You and Dylan, at all costs, must find the driver from that year! I don't believe that he could have just vanished from the face of the earth! Once you get solid evidence, I want to throw it in Zack's face, I want to see if he can still play dumb then!"

Seeing Cornelia firmly standing with him on the same front, Samuel felt quite reassured, and his body was instantly filled with fighting spirit.

After repeatedly assuring Cornelia that he would obtain the evidence as soon as possible, he respectfully withdrew.

Cornelia leaned against the door, most of her face hidden in the darkness of the night, yet her lively eyes shone exceptionally bright.

She must have vowed to clear Penelope's name as soon as possible, and to show her foolish son Lola's true colors!

However, just thinking about Dalton and Zackary's stubbornness gave her a bit of a headache.

Jayden personally intervened, trying to get Dalton to have a paternity test with Penelope, but he still adamantly refused, insisting that Lola was his biological daughter.

Now they were no longer the hot-blooded youths they once were, ready to fight at the drop of a hat. Everyone was getting on in years, and Jayden couldn't exactly beat him up like he used to in his younger days, forcing him to take a paternity test with Penelope.

Given Dalton's stubborn nature, even if Jayden really forced him to go, he wouldn't believe that the results of the paternity test were true.

Making it with Chelsea's hair and Penelope was quite simple, the problem was, Dalton wouldn't believe the result was real either.

The only plan for now was to wait for Chelsea to wake up, leaving Dalton speechless.

Chelsea's condition was getting better and better, she would wake up in just three to five days at most. She was somewhat looking forward to the scene of Dalton rolling on the ground begging for forgiveness.

When Cornelia returned to the yard, Ethan was still standing expressionlessly in front of that row of medicine shelves.

His eyes were rimmed with red, with traces of unshed tears at the corners. Clearly, he had just been crying.

Seeing Ethan like this, words couldn't express how heartbroken Cornelia was.

Xavier seldom talked to her about Penelope and Ethan. Even now, she still didn't know why such a cheerful and sunny child like Ethan suddenly stopped talking. Even the light on his little face disappeared in an instant, leaving only the deathly stillness of an old man.

But even without knowing the reason, she could guess that Ethan's drastic change must have been due to a very severe stimulus or injury.

Looking at Ethan like this, she couldn't help but remember little Zack from her childhood, who was treated like a monster and didn't fit in with the world.

However, back then, little Zack was loved by so many people, but for a long period of time, Ethan only had Penelope to rely on.

"Ethan, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Cornelia carefully wiped away the moisture from Ethan's eyes. After noticing Ethan's unusual behavior, she had been visiting him every day, hoping that he would start speaking again.

No matter how hard she tried, he remained cold, numb, and lifeless, shrouded in an unshakeable melancholy.

It seemed as if he no longer belonged to this world. His body was still present, but his soul had long since departed.

"Ethan, did something bad happen to you? You tell grandma, grandma is very tough, whoever dares to bully you, grandma will definitely beat them until they're searching for their teeth all over the ground!"

"Ethan, could you, talk to grandma?"

When she said this, Cornelia's voice was tinged with a heavy sobbing tone.

It wasn't that she was annoyed with Ethan's indifference to her advice. She was genuinely in pain, a deep-seated pain. It's said that grandparents have a special bond with their grandchildren. Seeing her precious grandson living like a walking corpse, she was in such pain that she wished she could tear out her own heart.

"Ethan, if you don't want to talk to grandma, that's fine. But Ethan, you need to be happy. As long as you're happy, grandma is happy too. Come on, Ethan, grandma will continue to teach you about medicinal herbs."

Cornelia thought that this time, just like before, Ethan would give her no reaction, standing rigidly in place like a block of wood.

Who would have known, Ethan suddenly bent down, he picked up the drawing board that Cornelia had prepared for him, which he had never used before, and slowly wrote down a few words.

"Grandma, I was a bad person."

Bad guy?

Cornelia was taken aback. Ethan was clearly so adorable, how could he think of himself as a bad person?

Cornelia was puzzled as Ethan wrote a few more words on the drawing board, "I made mom, almost dead."

Cornelia's face turned pale, wasn't Penelope just filming well recently? How could she be dying?! What on earth happened?!