Chapter 241: Chapter 241

Ellinor had it nailed. Theo must be under Patricia’s thumb Because of Patricia, he decided to play the waiting game instead of pulling the plug on the Knotts family immediately. It made sense, and it was something she saw coming. Ellinor thought momentarily, then told Collin, “All right, I’ll tag along. But hold your horses.”

Collin was a tad puzzled, “What are you waiting for?”

Ellinor replied, “Just need to clear the air with Haillie Collin was even more bewildered. He smelled a rat and was about to probe further, but Ellinor was already making her way to Haillie, who was bedridden As soon as Ellinor got close, Byran stood up like a watchdog, barring her from approaching Haillie. He asked, “What are you up to?”

Ellinor calmly answered, “I can’t completely wash my hands of Haillie’s fall, I do bear some responsibility. Because I didn’t want to help her fly a kite, she fell and got hurt. So, I should own up to it”

Hearing Ellinor’s admission, Byran’s strained expression eased a bit He said, “You shouldn’t beat yourself up, I know this isn’t really your fault.”

He noticed it then. When Haillie fell, Ellinor and Belinda were flying their kite in the distance; they had nothing to do with it.

And Haillie did do a number on Ellinor before, so it was understandable that Ellinor didn’t want to help her fly a kite.

However, Haillie, hearing Byran say this, was secretly scoffing at him.

She knew Ellinor’s actions weren’t all above board, there was another agenda.

So, Haillie played up her pain and said, “Ellinor, don’t bother, I don’t need you to own up. It’s your prerogative not to help me fly a kite. I won’t hold it against you. I can only blame my rotten luck.”

Ellinor smoothly sidestepped Byran, walked up to the bed, and looked at Haillie’s pained face. She firmly said, “No, I must own up.”

Haillie scrunched up her eyebrows, watching Ellinor warily, and put on a helpless face, “I’ve said you don’t need to. Why insist? Ellinor, what do you want from me?”

Ellinor seemed sincere, smiling and saying “Relax, Haillie. I just want to make it up to you. Will you accept my offer?”

Haillie’s eyes were full of disdain, but she feigned a look of despair and said bitterly, “Make it up to me? What can you possibly make up for now? Can you make my foot good as new? If not, any form of compensation is meaningless! Forget it!”

“I can.”

Ellinor said these words as light as a feather, pulling all eyes on her.

Everyone was surprised, intrigued, and filled with doubt and ridicule.

She said she could.

The stables doctor also looked at Ellinor with a puzzled face.

Hearing this, Haillie felt like she was being played for a fool. It was like a joke that wasn’t funny in the slightest. She grieved, “The doctor said my ligament is torn. Even after surgery, it won’t be the same!

Ellinor, you say you can make my foot good as new? How can you do that? You’re just rubbing salt in my wound!”