Chapter 302



Even if you deny it, how do you explain the clothes in the video? Everyone knows those clothes were a gift from Mr. Klein Nixon. It’s possible he had another set made, but why would he do such a thing to his sister?”

This logic seemed plausible to many onlookers.

“Yeah, Klein is Bria’s brother. Why would he want to hurt his sister?”

“And Klein appears to care for Kallie deeply, having gifted her such costly attire and defended her earlier.”

“How could Kallie commit such an act? Even with their disputes, this goes too far.”

“You’re all missing the point. She’s envious of Bria, who has had a better life while she was treated poorly by the Reeves family.”

“That’s their problem. Her mother chose to leave with her and never returned. If I were Tyrone, I wouldn’t want her back.”

Tyrone, overcome with frustration, began to cough furiously. “Enough of this foolish talk! Kallie would never commit such an act! Expel anyone who spreads rumors! Ewing, escort them out immediately!”

Tyrone was so overwhelmed by the tumult that he almost collapsed.

Chaos ensued throughout the room.

Kallie, consumed with concern, was struck by the depth of Tyrone’s affection for her.

Amid the disorder, Kallie’s eyes met Klein’s, detecting his self-satisfied smirk.

At that moment, Kallie realized the truth. A shiver coursed through her.

Kallie was stunned. Bria was Klein’s biological sister, for crying out loud! Moreover, Bria had suffered from a heart condition, which meant the fall into the water was dangerous and possibly fatal.

It dawned on Kallie that Klein likely tampered with the outfit she was meant to wear. She had always known Klein to be cunning and strategic. Yet, her quarrel was solely with Bria. She had no direct dealings with Klein. Why then would he endanger his biological sister just to get to her?

The police approached Kallie. “Miss, we need your cooperation. Miss Nixon is still hospitalized, and you appear in the surveillance footage. We need to ask you a few questions.”

Tyrone, his eyes watering and coughing persistently, was supported as he moved forward to protect Kallie. “Who are these people? Why are they taking my beloved daughter? Back off!”

The officers looked at each other, uncertain of their next move.

Ewing, realizing Tyrone was having another episode, quickly directed Trent to lead Tyrone away.

Mistaking Kallie for her mother in his confusion, Tyrone began to weep. Back then, Siena had left so suddenly and never returned.

“Siena, please, this is my fault. Don’t be angry at me. Come back home with me, will you?” Tyrone pleaded, his voice thick with regret.

Overwhelmed by the raw emotion in Tyrone’s plea, Kallie felt a sting of tears in her eyes. She moved closer, gently taking his hand. Her phone articulated her message with the text-to-speech function, “Grandpa, don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere. I promise I’ll return. Why don’t you go get some rest? Otherwise, I might just take off.”

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