Tears streaming down her face, Sarah's voice trembled. "Mom, I hit someone with the car. I hit someone!"
The smell of alcohol was strong.
Ignoring my disgust, I asked, "Where's the injured person?"
Charles quickly stepped in, blocking her and handing me a glass of water with a concerned look.
But my strong aversion to alcohol made me recognize it immediately.
The water was spiked with liquor.
He wanted me to take the blame and frame me for drunk driving. He was determined to ruin me.
Seeing I wouldn't take the glass, Charles moved closer, sighing. "You've had a long day. Have some water, and we'll talk."
I took the glass and pretended to take a small sip. "Go ahead."
"Well, Celia." Charles hesitated before continuing. "After you yelled at Sarah, she got upset, drank some alcohol, and drove to seek comfort from her grandparents. She ended up hitting someone..."
"What?! We need to take the person to the hospital immediately!"
I moved to leave, but Charles blocked my way. "Celia, don't you understand? Sarah was driving under the influence and fled the scene. She'll go to jail. She just got accepted to the Havenbrook University. If she goes to jail, her life will be ruined!"