Chapter 767 The Weird


    Elizabeth


    "I didn''t even know that my husband was investigating, so I don''t know anything," J frowned


    and said honestly.


    Indeed, she really had no idea who leaked the draft. But it urred to her that the reason why Mrs.


    Fuller suddenly showed up at the studio to make a scene was probably because of Dalores.


    As for her motive, J guessed that maybe Dalores was trying to frame her to cover up the fact


    that she was the one who had leaked the files.


    Dalores sneered in disbelief. "J Larson, drop the act. I know that you know who did it. Are you


    protecting someone?"


    As she spoke, she deliberately nced at Tasha, her words rich with implication.


    J snorted and shrugged indifferently. "Well, since you keep saying that I know who did it, fine.


    I''ll tell everyone that you''re the one who leaked the draft."


    Her voice was loud enough for everyone present to hear her clearly.


    Sure enough, everyone raised their heads to look at Dalores in disbelief.


    The scandalous remark made the office break into discussion.


    "So that''s why she keeps trying to pin the me on J..."


    Dalores''s eyes went as wide as saucers. She didn''t expect that J would turn against her like


    this.


    She raised her voice and said loudly, "What the hell you talking about? I''ve only been here a few


    days and I''ve only seen that design once. I''ve never even touched the original copy. How dare you


    use me?"


    "What''s gotten you all worked up, Dalores? Did I hit the nail on the head?" J locked eyes with


    her coldly.


    At this time, Tasha also spoke up. She said slowly and clearly, "I think you''re the biggest suspect


    right now, Dalores. You''re the one who has been pointing fingers. If you don''t want to look guilty,


    you''d better behave yourself and keep quiet."


    Dalores''s nostrils red angrily.


    "You two are ganging up on me on purpose! Tasha, are you trying to get back at me for rejecting


    you during your interview? Do you think I''m afraid of you? Just call the police. They''ll be able to


    prove that I''m clean!" As Dalores spoke, she straightened up her back to show how fearless she


    was.


    After saying that, she turned around and strode back to her desk indignantly.


    J pursed her lips, thinking that it should''ve been Dalores because she kept on overreacting.


    But apart from framing J for the crime, Dalores seemed pretty confident in herself.


    She was deep in thought when her eyesnded on Elizabeth, who looked even worse than earlier.


    Thinking about her recent break-up and the mess at the studio, J knew that it must''ve been


    hard for her.


    "Elizabeth, do you want to take some time off? There''s been a lot going on, but don''t worry. Mr.


    Wesley will get to the bottom of this soon." J patted her friend on the back gently tofort her.


    J had never seen Elizabeth in such a terrible state before. And she seemed to be in a bad


    mood. Ever since the moment she stepped into the studio that morning, she had barely spoken a


    word.


    Elizabeth didn''t answer her.


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    "Are you still sad because of the break up?" J asked softly. "You deserve someone better. Why


    are you sad over someone who hurt you?"


    "No, it''s not like that, J... I''m not sad about him, I... It''s..." Elizabeth clearly wanted to say


    something, but she stopped on a second thought.


    She held J''s hand and raised her head slowly, tears rolling down her cheeks uncontrobly.