Chapter 23

　　Irina 　　“Irina!” Warren whispered aggressively in my ear while I was losing it. Everyone's take and opinion on the scandal was engulfing my sanity. 　　“What the heck was that?” 　　“I don't know. It's not me. Daddy, believe me. That's an edited video,” I explained to him in a whisper, while I persistently peered at the directors in my peripheral vision. 　　“You can ask him. We can give him a call and Mr. Herrera will tell you the truth---” My legs wobbled and my hope disintegrated. I sought and collected myself. 　　“It doesn't matter what I tell you. You're not going to believe me anyway.” Warren tossed me his sharpened gaze. He clutched my arm and I couldn't even whine in pain. 　　“And you kept wondering why I never trust you? It's because you always do this. You do things that will put you in trouble and pin it to Emery, to Hera, to me---you pin it to everyone but yourself.” My feet regressed from him and resentment spread through my entirety. 　　“I'd never be accountable for things