The room fell silent. Everyone thought Mr. Maude Andrews had a point. If Cynthia could still compete, what would their efforts over the past few days mean? After knowing that there wouldn't be a price to pay, they could also have chosen underhanded methods. After all, even after being exposed, they could still participate in the competition.
At this moment, everyone was filled with outrage, all their eyes on Xaviera Evans.
But this woman, under everyone's hostile gaze, started to laugh. The sound of her laughter was as clear and melodious as silver bells, yet seemed a bit out of place in this context. She glanced at everyone, still smiling: "Mr. Andrews made a convincing argument, but…" she suddenly paused and raised her voice, "but how can Mr. Andrews be so sure I have no evidence?"
A chill ran through Maude Andrews as he broke out in a cold sweat and felt like his blood had turned to ice.
