Elianna panicked, thinking, ‘I can’t let Skr keep that piece of clothing. I have to destroy it before the cops show up, or I’m finished.

Elianna listened intently, wondering where that piece of clothing was now.

But no matter how long they talked, no one ever revealed its whereabouts.

Elianna decided to sneak into the dpidated thatched hut while Skr and the others were still away, hoping to find that piece of clothingb. /b

Since the hut was unlocked for filming and no one was around, she slipped inside easily.

She entered without any trouble.

The moment she was inside, she ransacked the ce, searching through drawers, cabs, and under furniture, but that clothing was nowhere to be found.

“Where on earth is it? Where could it be?” Elianna murmured.

She was running out of time. Skr and the others could be back any

minute.

She stood there, eyes darting around the room, scanning for any possible hiding spots.

Suddenly, her gaze locked onto a white suitcase.

She hurried over and tried to open it, surprised to find Skr hadn’t even set thebination lock.

Overjoyed, she immediately started rummaging through the suitcase.

“How could it not be here? Did she take it with her?” she muttered in disbelief.

Elianna stopped, just about to close the suitcase when a cool, amused female voice came from behind her.

Skr asked, “Ms. Stone, what exactly are you looking for in my suitcase?”

Elianna bit her lip, forcing herself to stay calm as she stood up and turned around.

Spotting Skr, Victor, and the cameraman, she steadied her nerves and said, “You guys left the door unlocked. I saw someone sneaking in from outside and was worried the thief might steal your stuff.

“So I followed him in, and as soon as I got here, I saw the suitcase lying wide open.”

Her exnation was wless, not a hint of hesitation in her bvoice/bb. /b

Off–screen, fans watching the scene started arguing.

Victor’s fans were convinced Elianna was the one who set it all up.

[Still pretending? What are the odds a thief just happens to show up today?]

[Yeah right. I don’t believe her. No one would bother stealing from a ce this dirt poorb, /bright?]

b[/bExactly. And even if there was a thiefb, /bwho would be dumb enough to break in during the day?)

Meanwhileb, /bElianna’s fans were in denialb, /barguing fiercely in the chat that bshe /bbcould /bbnever /bbhurt /bbanyone/bb. /b

b[/bWhere’s your proof? bIf /byou don’t have bany/bb, /bstop making wild usations. bDo /byou bthink /bbthe /bbinte /bbis /ba bfree /bbfor /ball bwhere /bbyou /bbcan /bbjust /bbsay /bwhatever you bwant/bb?/bb] /b

b1/2 /b

b07:20 Mon/bb, /bb7 /bbJul /b\ G·

b(/bElianna is kind to everyone. She never even argues. Why would she hurt them?]

[bCut /bthe crap. If you’ve got evidence, bring it on.]

Comments flooded the screen, each one faster than thest. The tension was so thick that it felt like a fight could break bout /bbthrough /bthe bscreen/b.

On camera, Skr stared at the unppable Elianna, thinking that she lied

as

naturally as breathing.

There was not a hint of guilt. Lying was effortless for her.

Skr curled her lips into a smirk and took out a bloodstained shirt from her bag. “Is this what you’re looking for?”

Elianna’s eyes locked onto the shirt, but she tly denied it. “No. Why would I be looking for some dirty old shirt?”

Skr smirked, “Do you really think I don’t know what you’ve done?”

Still ying innocent, Elianna widened her eyes. “What are you talking about?b” /b

Victor scoffed, “Did you ever wonder why the hut wasn’t locked?”

In that instant, Elianna understood.

They orchestrated this whole trap, leaked the information, and left the door unlocked. They were just waiting for iher /ito walk bright /bin.

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