The boy's face was pale, and he continued to bawl loudly. Seeing Piper pulling at her son without stopping, Naomi gritted her teeth, shoved Piper forcefully away to protect him, and Piper, with her grandson in her arms, stumbled and fell toward the pool. Gwenda instinctively reached out to steady Piper, but stepped back a couple of steps and fell in herself. Suzanne shrieked, "Help! Someone help!!"

Piper, terrified as she watched Gwenda being rescued, hurriedly asked, "Miss Evans, are you alright?"

Having been submerged twice, Gwenda coughed hard. After a moment, she shook her head and said, "I'm fine."

"Bundle up, Gwenda!" August arrived with a towel, wrapping it snugly around her. He then instructed the maid, "Bring her upstairs quickly, then call a doctor."

"Yes, sir." The maid hurried Gwenda away.

…

The moment she left, the Wrights tried to sneak away, but August called out, "Pardon, Mrs. Wright!"

Naomi froze, her grip tightening on her son's hand. She turned and said, "What?"

"Your son pushed someone into the pool, and you've gotten Gwenda involved, yet you're leaving?" August's face was cold, his gaze frigid, his voice low.

Naomi shuddered but denied it. "I've already said it wasn't my son! The Kinney girl is lying! Gwenda probably directed her!"

August sneered. "Then let's review the surveillance footage and call the police. We'll see who's lying."

"What? Surveillance footage?" Naomi staggered.

Nearby, the Wright boy wailed again upon hearing "police." "It wasn't on purpose! Sylas wanted to fight me over the toy… I didn't do it on purpose…"

"Be quiet!" Naomi covered his mouth, but the surrounding guests had heard. Expressions of realization appeared on their faces.

"Seriously? This is how the Wrights educate their child?" "A child his age framing others… that's how his parents raised him." "The Wrights are supposed to be reputable scholars. How could they raise their child this way?" "Thank goodness for Miss Evans. Otherwise, young Mr. Kinney would've been in huge trouble." "The Wrights have offended the Kinneys. They're toast."

Panicked, Naomi broke into a cold sweat.

August smiled coldly. "Well, Mrs. Wright, your son admitted his wrongdoing. Anything else to say?"

"I…" Naomi was speechless.

Piper glared, spitting, "Just you wait, Wrights! This isn't over yet!!" She then turned to August. "Mr. Reed, my grandson is cold. Could he have a hot shower?"

"Sure." August nodded, instructing another maid to take Piper and her grandson inside.

After they left, Naomi stood alone, lost. August gave the Wrights a cold glance. "The truth is out, Mrs. Wright. We don't care about you and the Kinneys. But from today on… our families will no longer be in touch." He waved his hand. "Show them out!"

"Mr. Reed…" Naomi looked at him in dismay.

The Reed family housekeeper assertively said, "This way, please, Mrs. Wright."