Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 166

After the middle–aged woman spoke her piece, all eyes in the room swiveled back to

1. me.

Shirley let out a snort of derision and glared at me, “Ms. March, with the eyewitness right here, what’s your story now?”

I glanced at the middle–aged woman, stepped forward, and asked, “Do you even know who I am?”

She looked taken aback and said, “aren’t you Xaviera?”

“When exactly did I supposedly send you to deliver a message to President Stapleton?” I pressed on, unwilling to let any detail slip by.

The woman gave me a quick look and said earnestly, “How could you forget? It was last night, down by our hotel lobby, around 8 PM or so, that’s when you told me about it.”

8 PM, hotel lobby–my mind raced through these details, and a knot of panic settled in my chest.

At that time, I was alone in my hotel room, with no one to vouch for my innocence.

It seemed that whoever was setting me up had thought of everything.

banked on me not

around me

staying at, and with her being a housekeeper there,

were getting hairy.

ask, “Xaviera, so what were you doing during

enough, but the

to this shift and blurted out indignantly, “What’s the big idea? Xaviera is my

agitated, his

quickly tried to smooth things over, “No way. Timothy. We don’t mean anything by it. If Ms.

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get to the bottom of

probed, “So, Ms. March, can you tell us what you were up to last night at 8?”

nicely enough, but they hit me right where

knew that if I couldn’t clear my name, Timothy might

the truth was, I had no way to

evidence. With so many voices against you, who would believe – someone who spent the whole night alone in a hotel?

it looked like I was going to be left holding the