_Zarelle’s POV_
“Oh, and by the way,” I continued, my voice rising above the chaos of clicking cameras and shouted questions. “Alpha Calden ‘Perfect’ Ashmoor and Miss Thessaly ‘Gorgeous’ Fischer are a match made in heaven. I wish them everlasting happiness. I was shocked by what happened to her, but I had nothing to do with the car accident. If she were to be struck by a meteor falling from the sky, would you suspect me of bribing the goddess?”
The tense atmosphere suddenly eased, and some reporters couldn’t contain their laughter.
A few even lowered their cameras, their expressions shifting from aggressive to amused.
“Enough with the gossip about those two,” I said firmly, my tone brooking no argument. “If you are interested in their relationship, go ask them. Stop harassing
