Chapter 1324 Who Wanted To Frame Her
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
At that moment, Janet had just finished a shower and was sprawled on the couch, browsing through
celebrity gossip. Suddenly, a headline about Viviâs fatal car accident surfaced, leaving Janet taken
aback. She blinked at the news article, doubting her own eyes, and clicked on it. After reading, a chill
ran down her spine.
Vivi⦠was truly dead!
What on earth had happened?
Was it a mere accident or a vicious murder?
Janetâs mind swirled with confusion.
She haphazardly scrolled through a few comments and, just as she had anticipated, numerous users
were berating her for her supposed cruelty, malice, and high-handedness.
Some had even cooked up conspiracy theories connecting Viviâs death to the morningâs uproar outside
the hospital. They speculated that Janet had not let
Vivi off the hook and had someone sabotage Viviâs car, intentionally causing the accident and
subsequently leading to Viviâs demise. Some even outright labeled
Janet as a murderer.
Upon seeing such comments, Janet scrolled further down and was appalled to find some individuals
had purposefully posted dubious âevidenceâ to accuse her directly as the perpetrator. What irked Janet
the most was that some people actually bought into these accusations and began incessantly urging
the police to investigate her.
Janet seethed with anger, but she quickly regained her composure. She knew that fury wouldnât resolve
the situation and that Internet users were often swayed by rumors, lacking the discernment to
distinguish truth from fabrication. She realized that her immediate course of action should be to
uncover the truth. Janet quickly contacted Brandon and her family, urging them to probe into the matter
and determine the truth as swiftly as possible
If Viviâs car crash was merely an accident, it would be a regrettable tragedy but understandable.
However, if it was a deliberate act, it meant someone was specifically targeting her. The mere notion
that someone could target her with such malevolent and insidious tactics, even risking an innocent life
to frame her, sent shivers down Janetâs spine. Without uncovering the truth, she would be unable to
find peace in her daily life.
Upon receiving the news, Brandon grew concerned for Janetâs safety and hastily returned home.
Upon his arrival, he found Janet curled up on the sofa, looking alarmingly drawn and visibly shaken by
the incident.
Brandonâs heart ached at the sight, ninjanovel.com and he quickly approached Janet, enfolding her in a
tight embrace and reassuring her gently, âDonât worry, it might just be an accident.â
Janetâs fingers dug into the fabric of Brandonâs shirt, her frame quivering like a leaf in the wind. âIt
doesnât seem like some random occurrence. It feels⦠personal, calculated. The odds⦠theyâre just too
stacked,â she admitted, her voice barely more than a whisper.
Brandonâs hand traced soothing circles on her back. âEasy, Janet. Youâre not alone in this storm,â he
murmured in reassurance. But his words, meant to comfort, seemed to fall on deaf ears. If anything,
the terror gnawing at Janetâs insides only seemed to intensify, a relentless tide with each passing
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She lifted her ashen face to his, her lips quivering like a frightened bird. âViviâs death wasnât just some
freak accident. It couldnât be that straightforward. Itâs like
Iâm caught in a web, a meticulously spun trap. The puppeteer had Vivi plead with me in the morning,
and by evening, she was a casualty of a fatal car crash. They manipulated dubious evidence, riling up
the Internet users and drawing me into their play. Itâs all laser-focused on me!â Her voice dropped to a
dangerous growl, her eyes flashing fire. âItâs despicable, utterly inhumane! They sacrificed an innocent
life just to frame me!â
Sensing her emotions spiraling, Brandon pulled her closer, his arms a firm anchor in her storm.
Nestled in his embrace, Janet drank in his comforting scent, and the chaos within her began to ebb
away.
She took a steadying breath, locking her gaze with his. âBrandon, level with me. What are the odds this
crash was just thatâan accident? J] need the unvarnished truth.â
His brows furrowed in thought, the gravity of the situation weighing on him before he finally conceded,
âItâs a minefield of coincidences. Itâs highly likely thereâs a puppeteer pulling the strings.â
A sad, knowing smile touched Janetâs lips as she nodded, a whisper of resignation tinging her voice. âI
thought as much.â Brandon exhaled a sigh heavy with self-reproach. âI let my guard down. I shouldâve
sniffed out the puppeteer sooner, before they had the chance to ensnare Vivi in their scheme.â