Chapter 689
The Day I Kissed An Older Man
Chapter 689
As she spoke, Anya withdrew her hand, which was holding the back of Joeyâs head, and showed the
blood on her hand to everyone. âI saw it with my own eyes. You used that thing in your hand to hit my
little Baoâs head! Heâs still so young, how could you do such a thing!â
Following Anyaâs lead, everyoneâs gaze turned towards Corinne, who was still holding the chisel in her
hand, further confirming their belief that she was the murderer!
Faced with glares from everyone, Corinne lowered her head and looked at the chisel that Anya
forcefully handed her. She understood.
This was a trap, a carefully designed set-up!
It started from the moment Anya invited her to talk a step into the living room just now.
However, she did not fall into the trap at first. Anya then sent another maid, who deliberately used a
bloodstained coffee cup to lead her to this meticulously designed âcrime sceneâ.
One could only say that Anyaâs acting skills were truly outstanding!
The way Anya showed concern for the child, worrying to the point of collapse and panic just now, really
made her believe it was genuine.
She thought that apart from using her, Anya also cared about the safety of that child!
However, Anya, to frame her, actually took the life of an innocent child. Her methods were too ruthless,
too inhumane!
At this moment, Corinne admitted that she was wrong. Her mistake was that she previously regarded
Anya as a human being!
Anya continued to sob and said, âCorinne, I know you and Jeremy have reconciled today, so youâre
worried that Joeyâs presence will interfere with your relationship. But you shouldnât harm a child like
this! Joey was adopted by Jeremy for me from abroad. I explained it to you earlier in the living room,
and I promised you that neither I nor Joey will ever disturb you and Jeremy in the future. Why canât you
let Joey go?â
âHeâs just a child whoâs not even two years old,â Anya lied without hesitation, not even batting an eye.
Corinne looked at her mockingly and coldly retorted. âMiss Anya, do you also know that heâs just a
pitiful child under two years old? Did you show him any mercy when you used him?â
Faced with Corinneâs sharp question, Anyaâs eyes flickered guiltily. She did not respond to Corinneâs
words but turned her face away and, with a face full of grief and anger, addressed Lucas and Jeremy.
âBrother, Jeremy, I donât think Corinne will admit it! So let me tell everyone how things unfolded!â
âThis is what happened-â
âI just managed to find Joey in the kitchen after a lot of effort. The child is mischievous and hid there to
play hide-and-seek alone.â
âBecause I was worried and angry, I lectured him about not doing this again, as it would make his
mother very worried. Joey is a good boy and promised me that he wouldnât do it again!â
âBut at that moment, Corinne suddenly appeared here. lâasked her why she was there, but she didnât
answer. Instead, she took the chisel in her hand and ruthlessly struck the back of Joeyâs head with it. I
watched helplessly as Joey collapsed right here, unable to do anything! Sob, sob, sob!â
âI never expected that Corinne would harm Joey. I couldnât even stop her in time. She killed my Joey!â
âIt was her, it was Corinne who killed Joey! My poor Joey died so tragically.â
As Anya described the so-called events, she broke down into loud sobs, as if crying would increase the
credibility of her words. Whoever cries is considered right?
Ironically, thatâs how reality is. Everyone believed Anyaâs words, overwhelmed by the grief of losing a
child.
Lucas wholeheartedly believed his sisterâs words. Exercising his good upbringing, he suppressed his
resentment and anger and asked coldly, âCorinne, do you plead guilty?â