Chapter 487 The Difference Between Compassion and Playing the Saint

Octavia's voice carried far, and Xavia caught fragments of their conversation from the back garden just before Octavia left. Seizing the opportunity, Xavia stepped out. Joseph cast a brief glance at her. "Patrick, bring the worker here." Confused, Xavia asked, "What worker?" "It appears that someone intentionally threw the metal bucket," Chloe responded, her eyes locked on Xavia. Xavia's pupils contracted abruptly, and her feet seemed to freeze, causing her entire body to stiffen momentarily. But it only lasted a second and she quickly regained her composure. ‘Whether Vanya acted independently or instructed someone else, she shouldn’t have revealed my involvement in this incident. Besides Vanya, no one else knows about it. I was just a bystander—a victim! Even if they bring the worker here, they can't pin anything on me.’ With her face returning to normal, she put on a gentle smile. "Since it's a worker, there's no need for compensation. Just find out the truth and let him go. I'