---- team, the factory manager, doctors, and a couple of nurses. I pressed further. "If it turns out I didn't touch the shelf, then what?" Macy's mind raced. She was confident no one had seen what really happened. This was her chance to ensure Randall sided with her, once and for all. Feigning strength, she stood a little taller. "Yes, I'm sure, Ms. Nara. I saw you move the rope attached to the shelf. I know you've never liked me because of my relationship with Mr. Harris, but I won't lie about something this serious. "If 'm wrong, you can do whatever you want to make me pay for it." I nodded slowly. "Hmm, how about a slap?" Randall's voice rose in outrage. "Nara, are you out of your mind? You're taking this too far! Just apologize to Michael and settle the damages. Why ---- are you making things worse?" I stared at him, this man who once begged me to be his wife, now acting as if I were nothing more than an obstacle to his happy ending with Macy. "Why are you even speaking? This is between me and her." I let the bitterness seep into my words. "Or is there something going on between you two that you' re desperate to hide?" Randall froze, as if he suddenly realized that his affair with Macy was obvious for the world to see. Macy tugged at Randall's sleeve. "It's fine, Randall. This is between Ms. Nara and me. Stop treating me like a child who needs protecting, okay?"