Shirley suddenly cut in, âEven if you prove Debra was at the manor, she could have had her people relay messages on her behalf.
â
She turned sharply to face Nora.
âFor instance, this maid here seems quite eager to assist Debra! Perhaps this is all a scheme concocted by Debra and her!â
Noraâs complexion went ghostly.
She bent over, shaking her head vigorously while trembling.
âI swear I didnât!â
Furious, Shirley stormed over, yanked Nora upright, and slapped her across the face.
âShow some respect! How dare you, a lowly half-blood witch, interrupt me!â
Reeling from the blow, Nora bowed her head and wept silently, too scared to speak up.
I had every intention to intervene, but Shirleyâs movements were too swift.
I was completely taken by surprise.
She was extremely arrogant and overbearing.
She didnât seem to take me seriously at all.
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My expression turned grave, and I spoke in a chilled tone.
âShirley, please, calm yourself.
â
Shirley was on the verge of exploding with rage.
Just as she was about to erupt once more, Addy intervened.
Addy was always level-headed.
She understood that this was my territory, and the evidence favored Debra.
It wasnât the right time for them to make a scene, I turned to Olivia, my face stern, and said sternly, âDebra only joined the witch clan recently.
She hasnât met many here, nor does she have any close allies.
Shirleyâs suspicions are baseless.
I hope you will acknowledge the truth.
â
My stance was clear.
If they persisted in using mere conjectures to accuse Debra, I would stand in their way.
Addyâs brow creased, and she opened her mouth to speak, but I cut her off âThe murder at the manor has been resolved.
Debra is innocent! Unless you have further evidence, I wonât tolerate anyone in the witch clan slandering her again.
â
I remained firm, and with nothing left to argue, Addy could only lead Shirley quietly out of the manor.
Debraâs POV:
On the afternoon of Keenanâs accident, I stumbled upon Andrewâs post online.
It was a clear declaration of my innocence in the murder and a stern warning against those spreading the rumors.
After reading his message, I set my phone down and murmured, âAndrew is quite efficient.
â
Caleb heard me and scoffed, âAndrewâs just a hypocrite and a coward.
He canât protect you at all.
â
He gripped my shoulder, forcing me to look at him.
His gaze was intense as he said, âDebra, you need to come back to the Thorn Edge Pack with me as soon as possible.
I wonât let you be endangered like Andrew did.
â
Going back to the Thorn Edge Pack with Caleb wasnât an option right now.
I slipped out of his grasp and sidestepped the issue.
âCaleb, try not to be so harsh on Andrew.
He addressed the issue promptly, and I really appreciate that.
â
With a derisive snort, Caleb challenged, âIf Andrew has already cleared that the IP address wasnât at his manor, why wonât he come out and say that it was at the clan leaderâs manor?â
I paused, lost in thought for a moment.