Chelsea glared at Ben's outreached hand and refused coldly, "I'm not giving it to you."

Ben's brows furrowed. "So were you really behind it?!"

"I was not! Why won't you believe me?" Chelsea angrily walked over to her desk and took a seat. "Was what you just said to me Elliot's original words, Ben?"

Ben placed his hands on the desk. "Do you think I came here of my own free will? Of course, he was the one who sent me here! I wasn't even in Aryadelle before this. I only found out about what happened yesterday."

"I see. I heard about what happened at Villa de Sierra. Nothing happened at all." Chelsea smirked mockingly, then asked, "Since nothing happened, why is he suspicious of me and won't let this go?"

Ben guessed the truth from her nervous and fearful tone.

Elliot was right.

Chelsea was twisted after her disfigurement.

She used to love Elliot more than anything. If anyone wanted to hurt him, she would be the first one to go head-to-head with whoever it was.

Now, however, she w