Chapter 390

Isabella Langley felt the world spin around her, her palms slick with cold sweat.

"Lina, why would you do this?"

Sophia Roland approached slowly, her voice trembling.

She desperately wished this was all a misunderstanding, but the evidence before her eyes left no room for denial.

"Mom, the abbot made a mistake," Isabella's voice quivered. "Evelyn, please believe me."

"So you're saying Master Xingyun falsely accused you?"

Isabella opened her mouth, but no words came out.

Evelyn Roland stood nearby, a trace of mockery flashing in her eyes.

Sophia staggered, her gaze dull with despair.

Edward and Julian Roland's expressions were equally grim.

"Lina, you've let us down."

"Dad!"

A heavy sigh.

"Second Brother!"

Four pairs of disappointed eyes pierced through her like arrows. Isabella's legs nearly gave way beneath her.

"Apologize to Evelyn," Edward commanded sternly.

Isabella dug her nails into her palms until they nearly drew blood.

"I..."

Suddenly, Evelyn smiled sweetly.

"Big sister~"

"Hmm?"

"I'm sorry I took credit for your achievements."

"This tea is quite strong, isn't it?"

Evelyn leaned close, her whisper barely audible.

"Evelyn Roland! You set me up!"

"What if I did?"

Their family remained oblivious to the hushed exchange.

Isabella's face paled, fear flickering in her eyes.

"Oh, and about that incense incident—we'll have answers today."

Isabella shuddered violently.

"Expect my gift soon."

Abbot Xingyun suddenly bowed deeply to Evelyn.

"Abbot?"

"Miss Roland."

"Just call me Evelyn."

"Thank you."

The abbot looked haggard, the wrinkles around his eyes deeper than ever.

He studied Evelyn with a complicated gaze.

"If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

Evelyn met his eyes, her gaze clear as crystal. "Actually, there is something I'd like your help with."

"No!"

Isabella jerked her head up, her face deathly white.