Chapter 30

Victoria's POV： I stood there, not backing down an inch, watching Scarlett kneel before me in her pathetic performance. More and more people were gathering around us, their phones capturing everything. This wasn't a sinc sincere apology—this was a trap. "Let me make one thing very clear," I said, my voice steady despite my inner wolf Nora pacing angrily. "I never asked you to kneel. Not once. And those ridiculous accusations you've been spreading? That's slander, which is illegal, by the way. Do you really think everyone is stupid enough to see through your terrible acting?" Without hesitation, I walked over to one of Mr. Sutton's associates and pulled a small camera from his black jacket. "Recording without consent is also against werewolf law," I said, holding up the tiny device. "Such a small camera—if you're so committed to this performance, why not bring a full film crew?" Scarlett and her entourage froze, their faces turning pale. Mr. Sutton's expression grew serious—clearly, he