Jaylen didn't consider himself an outsider at all. He nonchalantly sat down on the sofa, crossing his legs.

"Have you seen the news? Many people are speculating that the person who died is your lover and that she jumped off the building because you were getting married. Tut, tut, isn't this an injustice to you?"

Isaac casually took a seat in his executive chair, exuding an air of laziness and indifference. “Are they accusing me wrongly, or are you accusing me?"

"I didn't say anything to accuse you. They said it," Jaylen replied, spreading his hands.

He acted innocent.