Faye sat beside her, eyebrows slightly furrowed with coldness. He wrapped his arm around Tessa Caldwell's waist, holding her up, and asked her again, "Are you sure no one pushed you just now?"
He thought Tessa Caldwell wasn't the kind of clumsy person who would fall easily.
Tessa Caldwell shook her head. "If she had pushed me, with the force of inertia, I should have fallen forward, but I slipped and fell sitting on the ground."
Just now, she had almost masochistically hoped that someone had indeed pushed her, but the fact was that Eleanor Whittaker hadn't actually touched her.
Nora Harrow bit her lip. "Just now, I really didn't think too much about it."
Faye squinted, still finding the situation suspicious. "Then why did you fall for no reason?"
