"Oh, really?" Whitney let out a short, amused laugh. "Sienna, you're so sure you were assaulted, but by who exactly? Was it those three thugs Shane sent after you?"

"Whitney..."

Sienna froze, her face draining of color as she finally noticed Whitney walk in. Her eyes widened with shock.

The room fell into a tense silence.

Mrs. Nelson turned to see who had spoken.

As soon as Sandy saw it was Whitney, she hurried over.

"Whit," Sandy said, her breath a little shaky as she spoke quietly, "I was there the whole time when they took the samples. She really does have... injuries.....”

Whitney just smiled and held up a hand, signaling her to stop.

Sandy fell silent.

Whitney looked back at Sienna. "I asked you a question. Who assaulted you?"

at Whitney, instantly realizing she wasn't here as

out what happened after Sienna ran away last night. She probably tracked down those

Whitney had already found her "scapegoats," Sienna wasn't worried. She smirked internally. Those three men were desperate enough-she'd paid them to keep their mouths shut, and that

to flip the story.

her lips together. Emma, sitting beside her, squeezed her hand.

Sienna pushed Emma's hand away, composed herself, and then, eyes red and brimming with tears, cried out to the room, “Shane

our family's dirty laundry is out in the

you just here to gloat? If you hadn't lent them a hand last night, maybe I wouldn't have ended

broke down, covering her face with her hands,

his expression suddenly sharp. "Shane, is this your friend?

could possibly be involved?" Whitney shot

drunks here

you, right here,

widened as he realized who

in then!" Mrs.

gaze turned icy, but she forced herself to agree. “Let them in! I have nothing to hide.

her sleeve. She shot Whitney a look and snapped, "You and Sandy are in this together. Is

we'll see

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