"Miss Carter, it's said that you frequently visit Miss Davis at school, but she never appreciates it. Is this because of Old Mr. Carter?" a reporter pressed.
Leah's face went pale with anger, her delicate expression crumbling into a pitiful look as she shook her head, trying to defend herself. "There's just been a small misunderstanding between my grandfather and Ella. Ella, please don't misinterpret his intentions…"
Eric had had enough of Leah's fake innocent act. With a cold smirk, he tightened his arm around Ella's waist. "Miss Carter, you seem so pitiful. Should we play the recording from that day? Let everyone see if you're the one who's been wronged or if my woman is the real victim!"
Leah's face instantly turned ashen, and her lips quivered. "I—I…"
The crowd grew excited, chanting, "Play the recording! Let's hear it!"
