âTell me if you have an explanation. You wouldnât push others for nothing, would you?â Grace continued saying.
âYou wonât believe me even if I tell you!â said William.
âHow do you know I wonât believe you if you donât tell me?â Grace asked in reply. âDid you forget Iâm a lawyer? If you have an explanation for it or youâre wronged, Iâll clear your name. But if you deliberately pushed Nelson down the stairs, Iâll have to punish you!â
William was silent for a moment before whispering, âI heard a sound heading toward Nelson Corbyn, so I tried to push him away.â
âA sound? What do you mean?â asked Grace.
âThere was a sound.â William was too young to describe what he had heard, so that was all he could explain.
Grace pondered for a moment. âWas there nothing else but a sound? You have to show me proof if you want to convince me that you didnât mean to push Nelson. How can I find proof with only a sound?â
William looked down again. Yes, he had no proof, so what did it matter even if he told her? It did not make any difference anyway.
After that, William refused to say anything more no matter how much Grace asked.
Seeing this, Grace did not ask further but asked the child to go back to his room first. She told him to come look for her if he recalled anything.
Watching the little one walk out of the room with his head hung low, Grace felt a little heavy-hearted.
Fortunately, Nelson had grabbed the handrail in time. Otherwise, she would not know how to face Kyla.
After all, she was the one who brought William there.
âBut⦠a sound? I donât think William is lying to me.â
Besides, William had always been obedient during his time in Reed Residence.
She could sense that the boy was sensitive and had low self-esteem. She often put him together with Jasper and Mick, hoping he could become more cheerful.
Perhaps she had to go to Linaâs place again to investigate and see what the sound was.
William had just walked out of the study when he saw Jasper standing there angrily. She glared at him and said, âWhy did you push Nelson down the stairs? Nelsonâs such a nice boy. He could have died when you pushed him down the stairs like that!â
Children at this age already had an idea of what life and death were.
Her anger stung him. She had never been so angry with him before, and it was because of Nelson Corbyn.
âI⦠I wasnât trying to push him down the stairs,â he muttered. He was only trying to push Nelson Corbyn away because of the sound.
Furious that he would not admit it, she snapped. âI saw it with my own eyes! Letâs go to the hospital.
Youâll apologize to Nelson!â
âApologize? Why should I apologize? I didnât mean to push Nelson Corbyn down the stairs at all, but to apologize would be to admit that I did it on purpose!â
âI⦠Iâm not apologizing,â he said.
She got even angrier when he said so. âWhy wonât you apologize?â
âWhy should I apologize?â he asked.
âBecause you pushed Nelson!â
âI didnât mean to push him!â
âBut you did!â
The two children argued in the corridor while many of the maids stood a distance away.