Maria stepped forward, getting in her face. "I never said the powder broke in two. So how do you know that?"
Chloe froze. Panic hit her hard. Her earlier fire vanished. Her eyes darted everywhere, and her lips moved like she was trying to speak, but nothing coherent came out.
"You were the one who broke it, weren’t you?" Maria pressed on. "You’re Amelia’s cousin. You found out I was the one managing this project, so you wrecked the product and tried to pin it on me."
Honestly, that explained a lot.
Chloe’s face turned ghostly pale. She kept muttering, “It wasn’t me, I didn’t do it,” but her face—yeah, it said everything.
Maria crossed her arms and shot her a disgusted glare. "What else is there to say?"
"I-I didn’t mean to…" Chloe tried one last time, but the look in Ma
