Ethan's heart skipped a beat immediately. His body tensed as his lips quivered, opening and closing, but no words came out.His eyes flashed with shock as the realization washed over him. What made Cynthia really imagine that Ethan was actually the person who shot Fiona?He had thought that Cynthia had called him over for something far more important, although he didn't know exactly what it was. But what he couldn't understand was Michaela telling him that he was the one who shot Fiona and questioning why he had done that.Ethan shook his head.“From where to where?!” he asked himself. Where was her narrative coming from? He hadn't told Cynthia that he was the one who shot Fiona, neither had he given her any hint that could expose the real shooter. How had she reached the conclusion that he was the shooter?Wait…Ethan's mind quickly flashed back to that night when the shooting had occurred. Cynthia entered the room, but before she came in, Darlington had inserted the gun into Ethan's

Cynthia stayed quiet.Ethan remained silent too. He didn't say a word.For a brief moment, neither of them spoke. The silence between them felt heavy as Cynthia stood there, going over everything Ethan had just told her.She could see through his words.From the way he had spoken, there seemed to be an atom of truth in his voice. At least, that was what her instincts were telling her.But there was still one thing she couldn't ignore.She had seen Ethan holding the gun.That memory kept coming back to her.According to Ethan, he wasn't the one who had shot Fiona. Yet she had seen him with the weapon in his hand.If Ethan wasn't the one who shot her mother, then who was responsible?That was when Ethan realized he had to step in.From the look on Cynthia's face, she was beginning to understand his side of the story. She was beginning to believe that perhaps he really hadn't been the person who shot her mother.But Ethan couldn't allow her thoughts to go any further.He hadn't shot Fion