The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1722

Debra’s POV:

I appeared composed and unrushed, and Debbie’s gaze bore an inexplicable tinge of guilt as it met mine.

Her glance wavered, her hesitation palpable, yet she revealed no trace of evidence.

However, I surmised that Debbie, bold enough to confront me, must have harbored some certainty.

Her purported evidence ought to hold truth.

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Yet, observing my poised demeanor, she likely realized that even with Andrew’s backing, her evidence would be futile against me.

Thus, she faltered, torn between revealing or withholding it.

Witnessing this, the surrounding spectators resumed their murmurs.

But this time, a shift was evident.

Their discourse hinted at a gradual change in perspective.

“Debbie’s behavior is peculiar.

It seems unlikely that Keenan met his demise at the hands of this mixed-blood witch.

”

“Could Debbie’s evidence be fabricated?”

“May divine guidance lead us to uncover the true murderer!”

Debbie’s complexion drained of color, her eyes betraying a tumultuous flurry of thoughts.

Her intentions remained shrouded in mystery.

Yet, regardless of her intentions, I remained steadfast.

I bore no guilt.

Suddenly, a caustic voice interjected.

“Debra, it appears matters aren’t as straightforward as we hope, are they?”

Shirley approached me with an air of arrogance, her eyebrows raised.

“It’s common knowledge that Keenan fell for you at first sight.

Yesterday, Keenan departed early from the engagement party.

As the hostess, what prompted your early departure? I’m curious.

Did you depart early solely to rendezvous with Keenan?”

Her gaze bore down on me with haughty scrutiny.

I narrowed my eyes, shifting my glance between Debbie and Shirley in contemplation.

The intrigue heightened with each passing moment.

I harbored suspicions that Debbie’s visit was orchestrated by others, likely involving Shirley.

“Why don’t you say anything? Do you have no words to offer?”

Shirley lifted her chin defiantly, casting a domineering gaze in my direction.

Convinced of her triumph, she awaited my reaction, anticipating a moment of mockery.

Remaining composed, I addressed her calmly.

“Don’t you know why I departed early last night?”