Chapter 657

Connor's words cut through the tension like a knife. Everyone there knew he was right. If every baseless accusation required you to prove your innocence, it'd be a free pass for troublemakers. Plus, the law clearly puts the burden of proof on the accuser. So, even if the

jewelry was in Mrs. Sartori's bag, no one could search it without her consent.

Lisa, oblivious to the legalities, was relentless. "If you refuse a search, you've got something to hide. It must be Chloe who took my rose brooch. Chloe, you're a thief!"

Connor saw through Lisa's ploy. With all eyes on them, he couldn't let the brooch appear in Chloe's bag. This clumsy setup would eventually unravel, clearing Chloe's name. But if discovered now, the misunderstanding would be public, and no amount of vindication could erase the stain of suspicion.

As Connor stood firm, Chloe gave his sleeve a playful tug, reminiscent of a Diana-like elegance. Connor turned to her, catching the mischievous sparkle in her eyes-a silent cue. Chloe wasn't panicked or angry; instead, she seemed amused, like a clever fox with a trick up her sleeve. Connor relaxed, realizing Chloe anticipated this.

with consequences. You claim I stole your jewelry; what

sister, and I know you liked that brooch. If you wanted it, I would've given it to you. There's no need to disgrace

room buzzed

were sisters added a layer of intrigue. For

resort to theft. After all, Connor was a well-known tycoon, and Chloe, as his companion, wouldn't risk her reputation over a brooch, no matter its worth. Yet, with Lisa claiming sisterhood and their apparent rivalry at the auction, a family feud seemed plausible.

searching for clues in their expressions. Chloe, calm and unflinching, challenged, "Go ahead, search my bag. But what if

convinced. She'd

the bag

brooch into a hidden compartment. Chloe

confident because

if the jewelry was found-it would be a stain she couldn't wash

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