Liam Woods took a sip of coffee, only to taste its bitterness. If he had a glass of alcohol in front of him, perhaps he would gain some courage.
At this moment, Liam's hand was trembling slightly. His thoughts were not on himself, but on how to ensure Leah Wilson was not suspected.
"Aria, Leah can't be blamed for this. I don't know why Leah invited you for dinner yesterday. It was indeed me who taught her about Boss's favorite food, and I didn't just tell Leah but others as well. So, if there's anyone to blame, it should be me for being thoughtless!"
Liam must have gone mad. Little did he know that Aria Grant was already having doubts about him. Yet instead of inventing an excuse for himself, he kept arguing Leah's innocence.
Aria didn't reply as there was nothing more to say. She glanced at the time. It was getting late and she needed to go home.