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.

helpless, to be

spilled the beans about others, especially

that, Shirley’s comment had

looks

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

was still the same old Hogan.

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

so sure it was Xaviera who passed the message to you, but do you have any proof?” A crisp voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

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casually on my shoulder as he said, “You can’t just throw accusations

are you implying?” Shirley’s eyes widened, her irritation flaring up. “Are

say that, but Xaviera is my guest, so

back.”

loud, but it carried an

of contention shifted to Timothy and

took a nosedive.

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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