I was still shocked that Jackson would come forward to stand up for me.

Pursuing any line of questioning wasn’t a good idea, but Lena’s accusations made me angry.

Just as I was about to ask her what I had said to her, a commanding voice suddenly came from behind me.

“Why, Miss Wilton, have you been learning to confuse right and wrong in the past few years?”

I didn’t need to look to know who was speaking. I was grateful he was also standing up for me, but I didn’t dare to look ...