"Viola, what are you talking about!" Sylvia's eyes were deep and unfathomable, as she glanced at Viola.
Sylvia walked back to Alpha Cole's side and said pitifully, "Cole, it's all my fault. Viola is right. She told me she wanted to find a way to deal with Rory, but I didn't take it seriously. If I had stopped her then, maybe Ms. Lane wouldn't have been harmed."
Alpha Cole glared at Viola, he thought she had only said that to help Viola. "You're always causing trouble. Sylvia is definitely not that kind of person. Viola, I'll plead for you when you make a mistake, but you absolutely can't drag others down with you."
Rory looked at Sylvia's pitiful face, "So, Ms. Preston said that you deliberately tripped the waiter, causing the wine to spill on Hailee's dress, is it a lie too?"
Sylvia's face changed, ‘how does she know that ?’
"Ms. Lane, I don't understand what you're talking about."