Chapter 111

Sophia Evans turned deathly pale, taking half a step back.

"You're slandering me!" Her voice trembled. "When did I ever attempt murder? You targeted Victoria at the International Perfumery Awards, and now you're framing me?"

She turned to Ethan Roscente with tear-filled eyes.

"Ethan, I feel dizzy..." She clutched her chest, breathing rapidly. "Can I go rest?"

Ethan frowned deeply.

The perfumery competition? Vivian had issues with Victoria?

He pushed aside his confusion. "Dr. Laurent, Sophia just arrived. She couldn't have done this."

"Making conclusions without investigation, Mr. Roscente?" Vivian's laugh was icy.

To Ethan, Sophia would always be innocent.

"She's unwell," Ethan insisted. "I'll take responsibility for whatever happened."

"Unnecessary." Vivian's gaze sharpened like a blade. "The surveillance footage is coming. Surely Miss Evans can last a few more minutes?"

She locked eyes with Ethan. "Don't worry. Even if she dies, I can revive her."

Sophia's pupils contracted.

This woman was a perfumer. Since when did she practice medicine?

Ethan didn't press further. Soon, the racetrack manager hurried over.

"Mr. Roscente, the footage is blurry." The manager handed over a tablet. "The suspect was fully covered. We can't see their face."

The video showed a shadowy figure sneaking toward the race car, pouring an unknown liquid on the brake line.

Sophia exhaled in relief. "This proves my innocence, doesn't it?"

"It's a woman," Vivian zoomed in. "Any objections?"

The crowd shook their heads.

"There are plenty of women here!" Sophia shrieked.

"But only one wears this ring." Vivian suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The frozen footage showed the perpetrator's ring finger glinting with a diamond as they poured the liquid.

Sophia tried jerking back, but Vivian held firm.

The rings were identical.

"A celebrity attempting murder." Isabella Langley recorded with her phone. "How would your fans react to this going viral?"

Sophia's face turned ashen.