Ramses put his hand on Helle's shoulder, and said expressionlessly, "What do you think?"
"You can't do that. Mrs. Wimbleson said that she wants me to marry you, not Helle. How can you do that? Mrs. Wimbleson is in a coma in the hospital now, how can you be with the person who pushed her downstairs?"
Melinda couldn't accept it, and even her voice became harsh.
"I told you a long time ago that I'm not interested in you. So stop ganging up on my mother to force me to marry you, let alone blame Helle for all the mistakes."
Ramses took a step forward, and his tone sounded a little impatient, "Melinda, you know who did it, don't you?"
Melinda was still acting until now, "You think I did it? Ramses, how could I hurt Mrs. Wimbleson? She was so nice to me, how could I..."
"Shut up. Don't let me lose the last bit of good opinions for you."
After saying that, Ramses took Helle directly to his office.