Claire Green bent her long legs, playing with a stone she picked up from the ground, staring at Vivian Rowan with a half-smile, as if the stone would be thrown as soon as she nodded.
With so many eyes on her, Vivian Rowan's eyes flashed with panic, and she spoke in a stiff tone, "Why should I let you try, and you were the only one just fine at the scene, I suspect you're in on it as well."
"Bullshit, I reckon you're the one framing me."
Sebastian Winn swept a cold gaze over her from head to toe and sneered, "After all, you do have a 'deep' love for our sister Claire."
Vivian Rowan shot him a vicious look, resentment crossing her eyes. Are all these people blind? What's so good about Claire Green that makes them trust her so much?
"Am I crazy to frame her?"
Vivian was planning to stick to her denial. If she could make everyone believe and dislike Claire Green, it would be worth it.
Even if they didn't believe it, it would at least plant a seed of doubt in their hearts.
