Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1665: Uh huh...

A court of law, not morality.

Both Cassandra, especially Kiara, understood that meaning very well. After all, Kiara's childhood had been surrounded by the rules of the court and the law. It was what made her more familiar with it, and thus, the very reason she couldn't bear to become what her parents wanted her to be.

Morality.

It never sat well with her.

With Grace uttering those words, the three of them got into the case with Grace as promised, walking through it carefully. Cassandra focused on her steps a month before the arrest. There were many vague memories, but many vivid ones.

Kiara, on the other hand, tried to understand all the files, despite Grace assisting them with them.

As for Grace, she quietly read a document about another case that had similar elements to this one. While reading, she couldn't help but peek at Cassandra. The latter was busy scribbling notes, making all sorts of faces while recalling everything she had done in the past month.

'Not an easy task, but...' Grace's thoughts trailed off, peeling her eyes from Cassandra to the files she was reading. 'I'm sure there's something we'll find out.'

Why was Cassandra being pinned for such a crime?

Of all the people, why did it have to be her?

they

was a lot more to uncover, especially since Cassandra would be thrown in

refocused on studying this other case the case she had been reading ever since Cassandra's case broke the news-her focus halted. Her brows rose, and she turned her

Cassandra.

there anything else you need?" Cassandra bit her bottom lip, glancing at Kiara's empty spot. The latter

about," she explained quietly. "But... can we do

nodded. She took off her slim

pushing herself up from her

her, but as long as it was somewhere Kiara wasn't present, it was fine. After all, what she was going to discuss

been working quietly, deep lines formed on her forehead. Aside from the papers they had been going through, Grace

to herself, tilting her head

following Grace until they reached the emergency exit. However, just when she thought

trailing the railings as

pressed her lips into a thin line, reaching out to the railing as she followed three

"Uh huh..."

"If the police have been monitoring me for a month, then I'm sure they're

her previous tone,

into a thin line. Looking at Grace's back, another

a horrible gift," she explained, just in case Grace wasn't aware. "It's a dead bird-but I swear, I didn't mean to harm her. I just wanted

Her action