Luckily, she was leaning against Yvonne Cheney at the moment, with her head lowered, so others couldn't see her true expression.
But she could feel the bone-chilling coldness.
Lana Lowell suddenly looked up, her lips trembling slightly, full of shock.
"I admit it!"
She blurted out, her voice shaking.
"What happened back in Aethelburg was my fault! But, in the end, it was a foolish act done just to stay alive!"
She closed her eyes, sniffed hard a few times, trying to suppress the emotions on the brink of collapse.
Tears welled up in her eyes but didn't fall.
"After Dad scolded me, I never dared to think crookedly again. How could I possibly do such a thing!"
Looking at her tear-stained eyes, Tristan Lowell's doubts hesitated slightly.
He furrowed his brows tightly, looking at his daughter with a complex gaze, feeling a bit of reluctance in his heart.
