Chapter 892

Chapter 892:

Alethea, who had been silent for most of the exchange, suddenly spoke, her tone laced with amusement. “If there were any real evidence, it would have been presented already. Why would she say something so vague?”

Aliza seized the opportunity. She turned to Alethea with a look of gratitude, as if clinging to her last hope. “Yes, yes! Miss Hinks is the one who can see clearly!”

Kristopher, who had witnessed Alethea’s arrogance earlier, wasn’t particularly fond of her. However, he wasn’t a man who let personal feelings cloud his judgment. And despite his dislike for Alethea, her words… made sense.

Carrie had never been the type to hold back. If she had real proof, wouldn’t she have thrown it in his face already?

Kristopher exhaled slowly, pushing aside the lingering doubts. Instead, he turned his attention back to Aliza, his voice softening. “What made you feel unwell so suddenly?”

Aliza quickly played into her earlier act. She pressed a delicate hand to her forehead, feigning fragility. “I left in such a rush this morning that I skipped breakfast. My blood sugar might be a little low…” Her voice trailed off, sounding deliberately weak.

having lost all interest in their drama, lazily motioned to her group.

sun, though weaker than summer’s, felt unbearably harsh against her

forced herself forward, reaching for the rough bark of a nearby tree, her

Pedestrians walked past in an endless stream—unfamiliar faces shifting, doubling, merging

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gave out. She staggered backward, her

for the impact of cold, unforgiving pavement, she crashed into a warm embrace. A faint yet familiar scent wrapped around

here alone?” Slowly, she looked up, her vision clearing

murmured, a mixture of relief and

firm. “My car is parked right over there. I’ll take you to

parting, but the words wouldn’t come. Breathing

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