Chapter 1034: Chapter 1034

Chapter 1034:

“Since you’re here, tell the truth, not some fabricated story.”

Barton’s hands shook slightly, almost imperceptibly, but he quickly steadied himself, forcing his nerves under control.

Slowly, he pulled out his phone and showed the edited footage, a shoddy splice of events.

“I got this from the nursing home. The surveillance cameras never lie,” he said, his voice faltering as he spoke the words that weren’t his own. Of course, the footage had been doctored, carefully edited to frame Allison.

Despite the pressure from Kellan, Barton remembered Nova’s promises and forced himself to continue. With determination, he said, “That night, I saw Ms. Clarke stealing!”

Barton passed the phone to Brook, his hand trembling slightly.

“Ms. Clarke was found lurking around Mrs. Kinslee Lloyd’s bedside at that hour. Not long after, Mr. Kellan Lloyd mentioned he’d investigate her background. Shortly after that, I learned her identity. However, Mr. Kellan Lloyd seemed to lose interest in pursuing the matter.”

Barton’s throat tightened as he swallowed.

The air felt suffocating under the oppressive weight of Kellan’s presence.

Without needing to glance up, Barton could sense Kellan’s cutting gaze fixed on him like a blade poised to strike.

Lᴧtєѕt ϲhαptєrs 𝑖n g𝓪l𝑛ovєl𝑆.𝗰𝑂m

The phone’s screen illuminated, and surveillance footage began to play.

“From this angle, Ms. Clarke does look rather suspicious. But considering her circumstances, a divorced woman with no family to rely on, it’s understandable that life might be exceptionally tough for her. So maybe that’s why she resorted to stealing,” Nova remarked.

Brook’s expression had turned extremely unpleasant.

He held the phone aloft, allowing the damning footage to cast its judgment as he addressed Allison. “Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

Though filmed at night, the surveillance camera had clearly captured Allison’s profile.

The evidence was unarguable.

“Yes, that’s me. But I haven’t stolen a thing,” Allison replied evenly, her tone composed.

Her calm demeanor dismissed Brook’s accusations as if they carried no weight.

Meanwhile, Kellan’s eyes remained locked on Barton, his stare so ferocious that it felt capable of tearing the man apart.

His tone was filled with murderous intent. “If you’re lying to me, I’ll have someone break your legs and toss you out this instant.”

Barton’s legs were already trembling uncontrollably.

But he stood his ground and insisted, “I’m not lying! I saw Ms. Clarke steal something with my own eyes!”

His lie had taken root, and there was no retreating now.

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