"Evelyn, you must believe me, I really am not the traitor!" Sheilla Frans clung tightly to Evelyn Sherman, so scared that tears were streaming down her face.
Suddenly, she remembered something and sharply lifted her head.
"I get it now, Lucas Scott must have done it on purpose. He pretended to know me in front of all of you, just to make everyone consider me the traitor. That way, he could cover for the real traitor and prevent them from being discovered by everyone!"
"..."
As soon as Sheilla Frans finished speaking, everyone fell silent.
Lucas Scott was someone who played by his own rules, and nobody knew what he was thinking.
However, if Sheilla Frans were truly his insider, he wouldn't have been so foolish as to exchange glances with her in full view of everyone.
"I remember now!" Sheilla Frans suddenly shouted, then let go of Evelyn Sherman's hand and stepped away from her, a look of astonishment mixed with anger in her gaze.
