Chapter 165

“Ms. March, aren’t you gonna give me the lowdown?”

The sharp words were ringing in my ears. I steadied myself and coolly said, “President Stapleton, it wasn’t me.”

“It wasn’t you?” Shirley’s eyebrows knitted together in a frown. “Then who could it be?”

She clearly wasn’t buying what I was selling.

I patiently laid it out for her, “If I had a message for you, I could’ve come to you directly. Why would I beat around the bush?”

Shirley’s eyes were darting around, suspicion written all over her face. “Then why on earth are people singling you out, Xaviera?”

I was choked up, unable to respond.

Yeah, I’d also like to know why, when passing along a message, they had to drag my name, Xaviera, into it.

Wasn’t that just throwing me under the bus?

Setting me up to take the fall?

And here I was, with no solid proof to clear my name.

felt pretty helpless, to be

someone who spilled the beans

comment had them

looks

I thought about it, the angrier I got, and my gaze involuntarily landed on the man

a cucumber, Hogan was still the same old Hogan.

before, I couldn’t help but suspect that he was up to his neck in this whole mess.

you’re so sure it was Xaviera who passed the message to you, but do you have any proof?” A

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said, “You can’t just throw

flaring up. “Are you saying I’m stirring

that, but Xaviera is my guest, so naturally, I’ve got

back.”

wasn’t loud, but it carried

of contention shifted

atmosphere took a

there’s a way to sort this out,” a sweet voice suddenly piped up. “Since someone else was supposed to have passed the message, why don’t we just call them over and

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