Chapter 15

"She has the same demeanor and mannerisms... It should be her."

"What do you mean, 'should'?" Stefan roared, slamming the table.

Jerry's legs finally gave way, and he collapsed to the floor.

"Maybe... maybe it wasn't her…" he mumbled incoherently.

Wanda clutched her chest, looking devastated.

"Millie, you're implying I framed you. What would I gain from that? Have you seen my injuries? If Stefan had arrived a few minutes later, I might have bled to death.

"Also, Stefan has already decided to be with me. Why would I risk my life to frame you?"

"How would I know—"

Millie started, but Stefan cut her off with a furious expression, "How much did you pay him to act out this charade with you?"

Hearing this, Millie finally understood that no matter how solid her evidence was, Stefan wouldn't believe her. His bias toward Wanda was blatant and unwavering.

"Stefan, tell her to leave. I don't want to see her. I won't pursue this matter any further. The guilty will get their karma. Stefan