"Alright then!"
Patricia, full of resentment, stubbornly struggled in Balfour's arms, nearly bursting into tears. "No! Balfour, I'm fine. I need to perform! I've told Grandpa that I've prepared a special gift for him. If I don't go on stage, he'll be so disappointed. Balfour, you know how long I've been preparing this gift."
Balfour frowned, "You need to behave! I'll explain what happened to Grandpa for you. Nothing is more important than your health right now; stop making a fuss!"
Patricia cried, "Balfour, no. I've been preparing for so long that I don't want to give up now. Balfour, let me go; let me perform; I'm really fine."
Balfour, holding the restless Patricia, was barely able to move due to her struggle. He simply couldn't get through to her.
Haillie, watching this scene, was both worried about Patricia's injury and feeling a headache for Balfour.
The more she thought, the angrier she became, and she pushed Ellinor hard, sending her stumbling back several steps.
"Ellinor! Look at what you've done to Patricia. You ruined all her hard work! I'd like to see how you're going to own up!"
Ellinor steadied herself and brushed off where Haillie had touched, "Haillie, be respectful with your words and actions. I won't accept baseless accusations, nor will I take blame that I don't deserve."
Haillie, enraged, tried to push her again, but this time Ellinor calmly dodged.
Haillie missed and almost fell flat on her face.
"How dare you dodge! Ellinor, Patricia was clearly pushed by you and that's how she got injured. You've caused her to be unable to perform and you still have the nerve to act so confidently!"
Balfour's handsome eyes were coldly fixed on Ellinor; his gaze was icy and filled with complex anger. Yet he did not say anything and focused on his sister's injury.
With a look of grievance but determination, Patricia said, "Haillie, come and persuade Balfour to let me go. I still need to perform; it’s not too late."
Balfour frowned, holding his injured sister even tighter, not wanting her to move recklessly, "Patricia!"
Seeing her insist on going on stage, Haillie, like Balfour, was worried about her injury.
Suddenly, an idea popped into Haillie's mind. She had a brilliant idea!
So, Haillie pointed at Ellinor again, "Ellinor, Patricia's injury is entirely your fault! Now she can't perform; if you can help her out of this predicament, her good intentions won't be wasted!"
Ellinor raised an eyebrow, curiously asking, "Help her solve the problem? How could I help?"
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