Chapter 44

The reporter shoved their cameras in Blair's face, bombarding her with questions. "You knew full well Mrs. Croft Senior was allergic to sugar, yet you still put it in the soup, Ms. Montez. Does Mdm. Kaufman speak the truth? Did you do it because of Mr. Croft?" Before Blair could say anything, Beatrice stepped forward and held her hand. "If that's how you felt, you should have taken it out on me, Blair. Why did you have to drag Mrs. Croft Senior into this?" Blair remained unfazed. A moment later, she shook off Beatrice's hand and looked calmly into the cameras. "I made the soup, but I didn't put the sugar in it." Beatrice's heart skipped a beat. She had a bad feeling about this. Blair was about to pull something out when Gregory closed in and grabbed her wrist, stopping her cold. "After all this, you're still trying to make excuses?" She tried to wriggle her hand out of his grasp, but she couldn't break free. She chuckled in exasperation. "I'm just trying to prove I'm innocent so