Quennel's tone was gentle, but his words sent a chill down Victoria's spine.
Victoria's heart sank. For a moment, she felt that Quennel's gaze had seen through everything.
Tears clung to her eyelashes, and her body trembled slightly.
Victoria knew very well that even though he had broken up with Stephanie, when something happened that hurt her, Quennel would still instinctively protect her.
Because when Stephanie was at her most helpless, Quennel had brought her home. He couldn't tolerate anyone using the past of the little girl he had practically raised himself as a weapon against her.
So, he did care about Stephanie.
This realization sent chills through Victoria. Quennel treated Stephanie like his personal property.
Perhaps it wasn't just that he cared for Stephanie... it was love.
Victoria bit her lip and, facing his question, tried desperately to defend herself. "Quennel, Serena must have read my diary. I wrote down everything about Stephanie's past in it, and I keep the diary at my desk."
"Stephanie and I have similar backgrounds. How could I possibly use that to stab her in the heart?"
Victoria knew that if she couldn't dispel Quennel's suspicions, he wouldn't tolerate her any longer.
It was unclear whether Quennel believed her.
"She just read a diary and decided to expose it online, deliberately choosing the day of the press conference to blow things up? Victoria, tell me, Serena has no grudge against Stephanie. Why would she do that? Hmm?"
Victoria replied, "What do you mean no grudge? She's always targeted Stephanie at the office. She wouldn't pass up an opportunity like this. Serena has always been vain and obsessed with money, always sucking up to the rich. She was probably paid off by someone."
Quennel had only met Serena once, but his lasting impression was that she was very materialistic.
Victoria had a point. Perhaps a competitor of OALA Group had seized the opportunity to bribe her.
The coldness in Quennel's eyes gradually faded.


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