Chapter 130: Chapter 130

With so many police officers stationed here, I couldn’t believe there wasn’t a listening device in Yasmin’s hospital ward.

“You’re in cahoots with the murderer, and you’re his accomplice,” Yasmin suddenly accused., She suddenly smirked as she added, “I knew it, so you’re his wife…”

I warned her, “You need evidence to back up your claims, or I’ll sue you for defamation.”

“Defamation?” Yasmin pulled out her phone and opened her email. “These are all the emails I sent to you. Want to take a look? It’ll be easy for the police to verify if you’re the recipient, won’t it?”

I tried to grab Yasmin’s phone, but the door was suddenly pushed open.

Zion and Rachel entered with several police officers. Their expressions were a mix of disappointment, curiosity, and indifference.

“She’s lying. I don’t know what she’s talking about. She’s just trying to smear my name, attempted to explain.

I u “Whether it’s slander or not, everything will become clear once we confirm the recipient,” Zion stated, gesturing toward one of the officers. “Take her into custody.”

“Without evidence, you have no right to take me backed away.

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away,” I felt a sudden panic and instinctively If this was really Stephany’s doing, how would I clear my name?

I suddenly felt incredibly unlucky. Why did I have to be reincarnated into Stephany’s body? Couldn’t I have been reborn as someone unrelated?

There were too many secrets surrounding Stephany.

“Why pretend to be Stephanie?” Michael’s voice cut through the ward as he joined Zion and Rachel.

His expression, more complex than theirs, held a blend of coldness and a hint of anger. It was as if he felt betrayed by my deception.

ever I chuckled. “Why would I pretend to be Stephanie Carlson? When have I pretended to be her?”

It was he who insisted I was Stephanie and stubbornly called me Stephie.

“Even if you resemble her, you’ll never be her!” Michael said angrily.

“Michael, maybe you should take a good look at yourself in the mirror and see how disgusting you are,” I retorted.

A gleam of triumph flashed in Yasmin’s eyes.

At that moment, I felt a sense of relief in my heart.

I wasn’t worried about her attempts to frame me.

My real concern was whether Stephany had actually committed these crimes.

“I’m pregnant, and I have the right to contact my lawyer,” I told Zion.

“No need, I’ve already informed your husband,” Zion replied firmly.

It was clear he no longer trusted me.

“How can you just take her word for it without even confirming if those emails were for me? If there was any truth to her claims, Stephanie Carlson wouldn’t have been killed,” I said, glaring at Yasmin.

Yasmin maintained her pitiful facade. “I was just forced into this. You left me no choice.”

I scoffed, then turned to Zion and Rachel. “Do you really believe her?”

Neither Rachel nor Zion responded, but their silence spoke volumes.

Michael seemed to have fully bought into Yasmin’s lies.

I suddenly felt a sense of despair and powerlessness. It was as if everyone was willing to believe what Yasmin said.

“Stephie.” Just as I resigned myself to go with Zion, a hoarse and urgent voice came from the corridor.

I was taken aback to see Steven rushing toward us.

He finally came.

Would he firmly believe that I was a fraud like the others as well?