Chapter 347:

Spencer cleared his throat before speaking. “Kaiden and I went to inspect the surveillance footage in the corridor, but it was completely corrupted. All we could discern was a blurry mess.”

Spencer frowned at the corrupted surveillance footage. It was evident that the mastermind behind this incident had meticulously tampered with the surveillance. Realizing the futility of scrutinizing the footage, Bryson clenched his jaw. If Kathy was behind it all, she had outmaneuvered him.

Lost in contemplation, Norah pieced together Spencer’s and Bryson’s remarks, concluding that Bryson had been targeted and likely taken advantage of while he was inebriated.

Spencer shrugged helplessly, adding, “That’s the extent of what I know. If you have any further inquiries, feel free to ask.”

“Could you please send me the surveillance footage from last night at the Glamour Club?” Norah maintained her composure as she spoke. “I need any footage capturing your assistance in sending Bryson upstairs, including wherever you two appeared together starting from the moment you left the chamber.”

“No problem.” Sally flashed an “OK” gesture before sinking deeper into the sofa.

part in perpetuating the rumors surrounding Bryson. The nagging question lingered in his mind. If

the events that transpired the previous night. Overwhelmed

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in the expressions of all present. They were all aware of Kathy’s machinations against Bryson, yet the outcome had surpassed even their worst fears. Those who had caught wind of the scandal wondered anxiously how the Andrews family would navigate this precarious

her hand, her expression resolute. “At this point,

to Bryson, who was visibly distressed and holding his head. “It’s merely gossip.

rumors in the past, but they had always lacked concrete evidence. This time, however, faced with indisputable proof, panic coursed through him like a

agreement. “Norah speaks wisely. Bryson, I have faith

need any help. I’ll do everything in

Bryson, offering support and solace amidst the storm of accusations. The warmth and reassurance from his friends and family provided Bryson with a measure of comfort, easing the

Get some rest, Joanna. I’m heading home.” With a heavy heart, Bryson bowed his head and swiftly

ward bid farewell to Norah before leaving as well. The ward suddenly

down her cheeks. Susanna’s mind raced. What words should she muster to comfort Joanna now? She

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