Chapter 428: Chapter 428: One Who Always Walks By The River Will Eventually Get Wet Shoes
Translator: 549690339
Zara Woods looked at the doubtful eyes of the crowd and couldnāt help but feel a little guilty, āYigol⦠I, I really didnāt, you know me very well, how could I have framed Xaviera? Although I had some misunderstandings with Xaviera, I would never hurt her, and this incident affects the competition, I wouldnātā¦ā
āItās just that when I was chatting casually with Mr. Scot, I inadvertently mentioned that I had some misunderstandings with Xaviera, but⦠but I didnāt mean any harm, I just complained casually, I didnāt expect Mr. Scot to do something like this, I really didnāt know!ā
āMr. Scot, I know you may have done this for me, but itās wrong. You ruined Xavieraās reputation and also affected the competition⦠so I still agree that whoever destroyed the materials should be disqualified.ā
āIām sorry, everyone, this incident is my fault, Iām really sorryā¦ā
Howard Scotās face turned pale instantly!
Why did she treat him like this, forsaking him when the truth came out?
He didnāt know Xaviera Evans. After calming down, he realized that it was Zara who had been saying that Xaviera was bullying her, implying for him to target Xaviera. And now, she wasnāt willing to put in a good word for him? It was as if everything was his fault.
Yigol Mamet thought to himself that this was already the second person to be a scapegoat for Zara Woods. Previously it was Zaraās cousin, and this time it was Howard Scot. Who would be next?
Zara used her looks and feigned vulnerability to attract menās attention, then unwittingly spoke about her grievances with Xaviera, asking her suitors to take care of the matter for her.
When exposed, all Zara had to do was stand on the moral high ground, pretend to be ignorant, and she could still come out as the untarnished goddess in everyoneās hearts.
Yigol watched as Howard Scot was dragged away by the bodyguards and couldnāt help but sneer.
āZara, youāre lucky again this time, but those who do wrong canāt escape karma. Iām very curious who the next fool will be to take the blame for you?ā
Yigol paused for a moment, then took a deep breath and said, āYouāre just a manipulative bitch, really fucking disgusting!ā
Zara was startled by the sudden curse and couldnāt help but step back. Her pale little face filled with horror, and then she shed aggrieved tears.
āYigol⦠how could you talk about me like that? I know⦠itās all my fault, but⦠Xaviera, I really didnāt know that Howard Scot would do such a thing for me, I donāt like him at all.ā
āIām sorry, everyone. Since itās like this, Iām willing to withdraw from the competition. I donāt want to affect you allā¦ā
With that, she sobbed weakly, covering her face with a pitiful look, and ran out aggrievedly.
Yigol couldnāt help but curse, āWhatās there to cry about? Thereās no need to act in front of me! Using others to frame Xaviera, even if sheās discovered, it wonāt fall on her. I bet sheāll hide and laugh, and once again she escaped!ā
Everyone lowered their heads, not uttering a word.
No matter whether Zara Woods was involved in this incident or not, she was still the young Miss of the Woods family. Yigol could publicly scold her, but they wouldnāt dare to do so.
In fact, everyone knew that even if Zara didnāt direct Howard Scot, she couldnāt be absolved from this matter. She used her suitors to target Xaviera.
The person in charge immediately sent someone to replenish the materials. Everyone took their materials back to the design hall, but Xaviera was stopped by the assistant, āPlease stay.ā
Yigol stood beside Xaviera as they both stopped. The assistant smiled and said, āMiss Evans, the gentleman would like to meet you.ā
Xaviera smiled.
Actually, after she left Caleb Mametās office earlier, she found it strange that everyone knew there was a big shot upstairs, and the assistant called him Mister, but didnāt call him Mr. Caleb Mamet.
After many years of fighting in the business world, no matter who, everyone had to respectfully call Caleb Mamet āMr. Caleb Mamet.ā Thus, the word Mr. Caleb Mamet represented him, but nobody called him Mister.
Thinking about it, there was only one possibility ā that Caleb had not come here as Mr. Caleb Mamet, but rather as the president of ZR.
When she arrived at the material area, she saw the door of the reception room closed. It seemed that someone was guarding it inside, so she asked the ZR President for help to check the surveillance. If that person was really Caleb, he would definitely agree.
As expected, Xaviera was right on the money.