Chapter 305: Unleashing the Ultimate Move
The studio fell silent. Was the footage they had just shown the moment Claire Ross was injured?
She had really been set up!
How horrible!
But in the video, the person who intentionally splashed the water was only seen from behind. Their face never appeared. They probably wouldn’t be able to find out who it was, would they?
Raymond Ford watched the screen and forced out a few tears. "I had no idea Claire Ross was hurt that way! If all the students hadn’t rushed forward, she would’ve just had a minor fall. She wouldn’t have been injured so severely, becoming disabled and never able to stand again!"
The host looked at Raymond Ford. "But shouldn’t you be focused on the person who splashed the water? She’s the real culprit. In fact, when she splashed that water, she had already calculated that this exact situation would follow."
Raymond Ford looked awkward for a moment, then quickly nodded. "That’s right. That person is the true culprit!"
"Raymond Ford, how are you feeling right now?" the host asked again.
"Seeing this video just now, I’m truly shocked! I hope they can find the culprit soon, so Claire Ross won’t misunderstand me anymore."
"No, I’m asking you how you felt after splashing the water."
The color drained from Raymond Ford’s face, leaving it as pale as a sheet.
The studio audience was also stunned by the question!
Did they have proof? Were they sure Raymond Ford was the one who did it?
Online, the reaction was even more explosive!
"This is getting good! Thank god I didn’t tune out and held on for a few more seconds! Ty really didn’t disappoint!"
"Holy shit! This show is insane!"
Raymond Ford was completely dumbfounded, with no idea how to handle the situation.
She wanted to just stand up and leave, to stop filming entirely!
But if she left now, it would be impossible to clear her name!
She needed someone to come and bail her out immediately, but her agent and her assistant were nowhere to be seen. She had no idea where they were.
The host suddenly chuckled. "I was just kidding. There have just been rumors online saying you were the one who splashed the water."
Raymond Ford forced the stiff corners of her mouth into a smile that looked worse than a grimace.
’Kidding?! Calling that a joke is a joke in itself!’
’How can he make a joke like that?!’
’Does he have any idea how much damage a "joke" like that could do to me?!’
Raymond Ford fought back her rage, managing not to have an outburst on the spot. She silently comforted herself, ’This is just the host’s style.’
’He’s just trying to grab attention. It’s all for the show.’
’I have to keep my composure. I absolutely cannot break down!’
"Raymond Ford, you’re a professionally trained dancer. Could you perform a short piece for us live?"
"Of course," Raymond Ford nodded.
She had prepared for this in advance.
She performed an improvised dance.
The live comments scrolled across the screen one after another.
"Anyone else like me, just waiting for the host to start asking questions again?"
"+1"
"I just have a feeling today’s show is going to be incredible!"
"Just wait. I bet Ty is about to drop a bombshell!"
"Waiting for Ty to drop the bombshell!"
"That video is online now. Waiting for the internet gods to break it down and see if they can find any clues."
When Raymond Ford finished dancing, the studio audience erupted in applause.
She felt herself relax a little.
The show was about halfway over. Sitting there, every second felt like an eternity to her.
"Besides a star’s work, what people are most interested in is their private life. So, Raymond Ford, how many boyfriends have you had?"
Raymond Ford had seen similar questions on the list she received beforehand.
But they were definitely not asked in this tone.