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“I’m not upset that I’ve been unjustly blamed,” Andrea says calmly, “I just don’t want to be the scapegoat for someone else’s crimes.” She looks accusingly at Leonie. “Lance, I’m telling the truth. You have to trust me,” Leonie gnashes her teeth in frustration and anger. She itches to drag Andrea out of Lance’s arms and wonders when Andrea became so fearless. Lance turns a deaf ear on Leonie and stares at Andrea with the utmost depth, amazed by her incredible intelligence and risky plan. Robert hurriedly enters the room followed by two maids carrying silver trays. A white cardboard box sits on top of each tray; the boxes have finger-sized holes in the top and appear completely identical. The servants place the two boxes on the table as ordered. Andrea points to the boxes and speaks to