"Yesterday, Vivia had a quarrel with you at the hospital, and because of that, you harbored a grudge and complained to Waylon. Waylon was initially very satisfied with Vivia's proposal, yet there you were, constantly bad-mouthing it, inciting Waylon not to cooperate with our Fuller Clan.
You even said that our Fuller Clan cannot compare to the Lewis Clan, and that cooperating with us is a favor to us. That's what you said at the time, wasn't it?"
Hope Williams's sharp eyes narrowed, feeling incredulous about the whole matter even as she listened.
What cooperation?
What bad-mouthing?
She hadn't even touched the edges of this cooperation, yet out of the blue, she was accused of such a huge wrongdoing.
Hope Williams tugged at the corner of her mouth, pondered for a moment, and she might have understood, "All this was told to you by Vivia Fuller, right?"