“Ms. Actonward here was making a fuss at the shopping mall. As a result, the store’s staff nearly kicked Ms. Moore out. Oh, right. Ms. Actonward also demanded to have the shirt that Ms. Moore was about to purchase…”
Rayson’s merciless confession caused Yvette to turn paler, like a thief caught red-handed.
She clenched her fists and frantically explained through downcast eyes, “That’s not true! They’re lying! They’re trying to frame me…”
Jordan snorted coldly, “So they’re framing you now, huh? Then what about that last incident with the dog? Did someone else frame you?”
Beads of nervous sweat formed on Yvette’s forehead. All she could manage was a simple squeak, “I…”
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