"No, no ..."Conan ran downstairs and stood in front of Yvonne, shaking his head and waving his hands violently. "It's not her ..." "Conan, why did you come down? I'll stand up for you. Listen to me; go back to your room first." Camille patiently coaxed him before getting the maid to take him away.Conan was nervous, so he didn't know what else to say besides repeatedly uttering, "No." He stomped his feet anxiously.Elizabeth noticed his reaction and asked tentatively, "Conan, are you trying to say that it wasn't her who hit you? Am I right?"Conan nodded fervently, "Then, how did you get hurt?" Elizabeth asked. Conan was stumped. He stammered for a long time and could barely say a single sentence. He got exasperated in the end and grabbed his hair with both hands, making weird sounds.Camille's heart was broken. She immediately went forward to hug Conan and cried at Elizabeth, "Mom, Conan doesn't know anything. Why are you forcing him? Yvonne must have threatened him not to
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