“You make it sound so easy, but who knows if that testing agency was arranged by you?” The social worker in the blue uniform sneered.
“Exactly,” the bearded male social worker chimed in, stepping forward, “Maybe you bribed them to get such a result.”
These two were pretty clear about how things had gone down, except the person who arranged it was Olivia, not me.
Hearing what they said, Olivia instinctively tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, trying to hide her embarrassment. A faint blush appeared on her cheek, but it quickly faded, and she lifted her chin smugly. “What, feeling guilty now?”
I didn’t respond this time. I simply crossed my arms, gave a sneer, and waited to see just how thick Olivia’s skin could be.
They had managed to push me back without me saying a word, yet I ju
