Shirley snorted.

“Debra, don’t think I don’t know about your plan.

The waiter worked for Andrew.

As his future wife, it’s easy for you to make him take the blame with his wife.

The nobility never cared about the lives of the lowly.

It was common for people at the bottom to die as scapegoats.

A lot of people present agreed with Shirley and chose to remain silent.

Seeing that the situation had turned in her favor, and with Shirley’s support, Debbie’s confidence surged.

She pulled out a mobile phone, presenting it to everyone as evidence, and said loudly, “This mobile phone belongs to my husband’s assistant.

The messages between my husband and his assistant during the engagement party are enough to prove that Debra is the murderer!”

Everyone looked at the phone screen curiously.

I was close enough to see the messages clearly.

Keenan said, “I’ve made an appointment with Debra.

We have plans to spend some good time together.

Do not bother me tonight!”

The assistant replied, “Sir, please don’t be rash.

Tonight is Debra and Andrew’s engagement party.

What if Andrew replaces out?”

Keenan retorted, “It’s Debra who seduced me! She told me she’ll manage Andrew.

Besides, dating such a beautiful woman is worth every risk! Even if I die, it would still be worth it! Don’t worry.

After I read the messages, my face fell.

I hadn’t expected that Keenan would say such things to his assistant.

Even after his death, the sick f@ck managed to make my stomach churn with disgust.

My eyes met Andrew’s as I looked up from the phone screen, and I saw in them a mix of emotions I couldn’t quite decipher.

The murmurs grew louder, and the crowd’s attitude changed once again.

“I didn’t expect Debra to be such a woman…”

“I’ve always said mixed-blood witches bring bad luck.

Turns out she’s also a whore on top of that!”

“Crazy bitch! How dare she try to sleep with another man on the night of her engagement party?”

Shirley’s smile grew more arrogant.

She seemed convinced of her victory, as if I had already been sentenced to death.

Seizing the moment, Debbie continued, “I asked the assistant, and he told me that just less than a minute before my husband sent these messages, they had a video chat.

At that time, my husband was alone.

The assistant is certain that it was my husband who sent the message! If you don’t believe me, you can ask the assistant yourself!”

These pieces of evidence completely undermined my claim that I was drugged last night and suggested that I was with Keenan.

I was undeniably the prime suspect.

The damning evidence turned everyone against me, and almost no one was willing to believe my side of the story.

Amidst the hostile stares and accusatory whispers, only Caleb stood by my side.

He held my hand secretly, offering his silent comfort and support.

Debra’s POV:

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