Chapter 36 The Art of Manipulation

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  "Summer didn't say anything like that, alright? It's totally Isabella trying to frame me!"   Summer mimicked Isabella's usual dramatic antics, hands on her hips, glaring at both Isabella and James. She puffed up like a prickly little puffer fish, all worked up and adorable in a weirdly fierce kind of way.   That little performance made Isabella almost explode. She shot Alexander a tearful glance, her expression practically screaming 'please love me, I'm so fragile.'   And yeah, most men probably would've given in to that look.   But not Alexander.   From the second they stepped into the Knight residence, he hadn't even bothered to look at her—literally not even for a second.   "Brother-in-law, I swear I'm telling the truth! Why would my sister target me like this? Boo hoo!"   "Is

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