Chapter 305



But Noemi’s expression remained unchanged. She didn’t even bother to inform Bria of the concern. This suggested Noemi either conspired with the assailant just to target Bria, or she and Bria knew the assailant and possibly even the following fall.

This rationale resonated with the officers, who then turned their scrutinizing eyes toward Noemi.

Under the weight of their stares, Noemi appeared increasingly agitated, her gaze flickering around the room. Kallie, observing this, felt her suspicions confirmed. Noemi, ostensibly Bria’s loyal aide, might have been bought off long before.

Noticing Noemi’s unease, the police detained her.

In Noemi’s fright, she blurted out, “It wasn’t Kallie. It was another servant from the manor, dressed like Kallie. I was upset that while Miss Nixon lay critically ill, Kallie remained unscathed. I decided to frame her.”

After consulting with Ewing, the police acted on Noemi’s information to pursue the true assailant.

They soon apprehended the real culprit and found an identical dress hidden in her quarters, confirming Noemi’s confession.

The culprit confessed to the act of pushing Bria into the lake, claiming her actions were driven by the mistreatment she suffered at Bria’s hands.

Others corroborated the narrative of Bria’s harsh behavior.

With the development that Bria had awakened and declined to pursue legal action, the authorities opted for a brief detainment of the assailant, thereby resolving the case.

Kallie, cleared of all suspicions, preserved her reputation. She approached Klein, observing the tangled emotions flickering across his features.

Kallie offered Klein a faint smile.

Klein, jarred back to reality, shifted into a regretful tone. “I’m sorry, Kallie. My guilt got the better of me. With Bria being my sister and her health failing, my worries got the best of me. I didn’t mean to cast suspicion on you. It was the deceit of that servant. You won’t hold this against me, right?”

Kallie shook her head, her expression a blend of forgiveness and warning as she signed. The servants standing nearby quickly stepped in to interpret her message. “Of course not. But Klein, next time you pull off tricks, try not to count your chickens before they hatch. It’s painfully obvious.”

Klein’s expression tightened in an instant.

Kallie continued with her gestures, which were translated with precision. “Make time to visit Bria in the hospital. I’m not a fool, and neither is she. She likely has things to discuss with you.”

Klein clenched his teeth, responding tersely, “She’s my sister. Naturally, I’ll see her. My concerns for her have been overwhelming since her accident today. Thanks for the reminder, though.” With that, Klein stormed off.

Kallie’s eyes then drifted to Jake, who was bidding farewell to Ewing.

Jake avoided her gaze, maintaining a cool and detached demeanor, as if he had not just defended her moments ago.

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