The tables had turned, and now Cyrus was the one who needed to prove his innocence.
The atmosphere in the room shifted as well. The spectators, once eager for drama, started to look hesitant and unsure. Except for Amy, most of the onlookers seemed to subtly edge backward, as if they regretted getting involved in the spectacle.
"I didn't do it! You're framing me!" Cyrus yelled, his voice rising with desperation. He couldn't let everyone walk away with a negative impression of him. Pointing at me, he roared, "You pathological liar!" Then, turning to Kris, he pleaded, "Kris, there were plenty of people around when we talked. I wasn't the only one who stopped you. Do you think everyone was plotting against Helena?"
"No," Kris replied coolly. "I only suspect you." His voice dropped a degree
