Chapter 200 Prioritize Your Health

Samuel's fists clenched tightly, and his expression grew even darker. “Fine, let's say it was a miscommunication. But then, why would the assistant tell Waverly that Casimir had some big surprise planned for her? And those messy recordings—they were clearly staged! The whole thing was obviously a setup! There's no way you had nothing to do with it!” Raylee shot him a calm, almost dismissive glance. “I wish I had an answer for you. But if you're asking me, who am I supposed to ask? You've already made up your mind and come here demanding I confess to something I didn't do. That's not evidence; it's just you trying to force a confession. History really does have a way of repeating itself, doesn't it? Are you trying to pull the same stunt on me now that you did four years ago?”