"Clearly, someone prearranged everything tonight with the intent to frame Miss Vanderbilt! Ah, such a despicable tactic!"
"This pig-headed team member, spilling the beans right from the start, insisted it was Ethan Maxwell after catching only a glimpse of a shadow! The framing and setting up is quite apparent!"
"Who planned everything tonight?"
Finally, a voice raised the speculation, and from the subtlety to the blatant, gazes turned towards Juliana Vanderbilt, their faces unable to hide contempt.
Lately, it had been these sisters who stirred up the most trouble!
On Juliana Vanderbilt's pale face, perspiration had begun to bead, and at that moment, a cold yet familiar voice slowly rose from behind—
"Juliana..."
It was Oliver Timmerman's voice.
Juliana Vanderbilt's body suddenly stiffened, her energy seemingly drained in an instant, her legs went weak, and she quickly turned around.
