"Get off me. It hurts!" Verity shouted.
Jonathan didn't hold on tight, and he loosened his arm. Verity quickly stepped back, almost falling to the ground.
"Carla, without evidence, you can't blame your friends, okay?" Adela went out to protect Carla.
But she still has to ask what to ask.
"Aunt Adela, it was Rider's friend! I saw Rider into the dressing room with my own eyes. But I didn't know what he was doing there, so I didn't say! I didn't expect..." Carla sobbed.
Verity immediately changed her face, and she shouted: "What are you talking about? Everyone saw it, you want to slander my son!
Then she looked at Rider: "Son, you say, do you go into the dressing room?"
Fatty Rider steadfastly shook his head: "I don't have…!"
"Look, my son said he didn't go to the dressing roo
