Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 182 The Witness’s Testimony

"Witness?"

"Yes. Witness."

"If there's a witness back then, how come I didn't know about that?" Grace replied with a sharp mind. She needed clarification as it was a big deal to her. Mrs. James sighed and stared at her. "You know this person too. And the person's family did not wish to disclose the matter that the person has witnessed such an obnoxious thing like rape to everyone." There was another meaning in her words and Grace understood it. If she knew that person and the person's family did not wish everyone to know about that, then there was high chance that...

"Which family does the childe come from?" She cut straight to the point. It was difficult to regain their tenderness towards each other as mother and daughter in the past when they had experienced so many things. "It's not a childe. It's the second mistress of the Donald family." Light dawned on Grace at once. It was a 'she'! That would explain why she did not receive any news back then. The reputation would be bad if the mistress of a noble family had witnessed such an obnoxious crime scene. It was not an ordinary crime scene as it was the shameless harassment of a few men towards a woman! Grace could not accept the truth on the other hand the moment she was enlightened. "You said the fact that she has witnessed the crime was made one of the evidences to declare me being guilty." She chuckled. "Mrs. James, let me ask you. What on earth has she witnessed that it became one of the evidences that decide for my imprisonment? Did the second mistress see me at the crime scene?" Her chest slightly raised and she tried hard to maintain her composure. Grace, you said you wanted to be rational instead of emotional. Why are you being so disappointing that your emotion fluctuates? "Hasn't President Shaw told you about this?"

The corner of Grace's lips curved into a light smile. She obviously knew the answer and there was no need for her to ask. Would she still be ignorant regarding the second mistress until now if Caden had told her about that before? She then stared at Mrs. James who was in front of her, who was her biological mother. There was no need for her to act dumb.

Oh, how could he not tell you such an

such an important thing like this?" Grace continued and there was an awkward look on Mrs. James's face. She muttered. "Well...we thought President Shaw has told

then asked straightforwardly, "Since Mrs. James has known about this, I hope Mrs. James would do me the honor to tell me what the second mistress has witnessed at the scene of crime. Why did her words become an evidence of me convicting the crime?" She then reminded her. "I wasn't at the scene

said she has heard Wallis's shrieks when she witnessed the process." She then glanced at Grace with a

to the sky and laughed uncontrollably. Mrs. James seemed worried and she asked. "Grace, what's wrong?" Grace pushed her away and replied. "I'm fine...don't touch me. Let me laugh for a while." She resisted the hand extended by Mrs. James and covered her tummy. She laughed until her tears were out. "Grace... Grace...

Grace, mommy's only feeling sorry for you." Grace did not speak and she stared at her silently. Her gaze

him and said, "I'm okay. It's just that I've not seen Mrs. James for a very long time and she has just told me a joke." Mr. Garcia nodded and retreated without uttering a word.

I all believe that you're innocent. It's just that we didn't dare to step forward and oppose President Shaw as we didn't have any evidence and were intimidated by President Shaw's power. Yet now that President Shaw is being nice to you and you

the urge to laugh. What did she say? She said that they believed she was innocent? It was just that they did not have the evidence back then? She shook her head and reckoned laughing could not even eliminate her rage and disappointment. "Mrs. James, it's windy here, I'm feeling tired now," she said and turned, ready to leave. Mrs. James panicked and grabbed her arm from behind. "Wait up! Grace." Grace was not prepared for