"Enough! Even now, you're still trying to push the blame onto others! If you hadn't taken this photo in the first place, how could all this have happened today? You provoked her, yet you complain that she set you up? Juliana, how… how could you be like this?!"
Oliver Timmerman said sharply, and at the last part, he looked at Juliana Vanderbilt with a completely unfamiliar gaze.
Panic engulfed Juliana Vanderbilt's heart. Any prior scandals were mostly her own problem; she could dismiss Oliver's concerns with excuses about the industry's black PR, gossip, and rumors.
But now, Oliver knew that she wasn't as friendly to Arabella Vanderbilt as she appeared on the surface. All those things she had said about Arabella were now being turned on their head, slapping her own face one after another, like countless backhands.
"Brother Oliver, I just... I just…"
Juliana Vanderbilt bit her lip, but couldn't utter another word for a long time.
