#Chapter 165: I Want to See You

I stepped back and gave Charles and his temper some space. “And I have no memory of what happened last night after we arrived for the interview. Someone drugged us, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that it was Anthony Bellweather.” Charles’s jaw twitched in anger. “How can you defend him?” he snarled. I put up my hands and shook my head. “I’m not defending him,” I said. “I’m just simply saying that you don’t want to be just like the people that we all hate. You don’t want to hold him guilty until we prove him innocent. Do it the other way around. Assume that he’s innocent until we find out that he’s really guilty.” “He had the pictures and the story. How much more do you need?” Charles’ eyes flashed dangerously. I jutted my chin stubbornly. “What if he was being blackmailed?” I argued. “What if somebody else is pulling the strings behind Anthony, and he’s just their puppet?” “It doesn’t make him innocent.” “But it certainly doesn’t make him the main guilty party. Please, Charles