Ryleigh looked toward her and opened her mouth but wasn’t sure if she should say it.
At the Royal Academy of Music…
Chenney left her office building and looked around the corridor, then took out her phone to check the
messages someone had sent to her.
She saw something which made her expression change.
“Ms. Campbell.”
The sudden voice made her jump. She looked up and saw that it was Louis.
She put her phone down, hiding the shock in her eyes. “Yes?”
Louis’ expression was ambiguous, “Did you
leak this?
Channey was stunned and tried really hard to cover her panic. “What do you mean?”
“There’s no need to hide. You thought you did this perfectly but forgot that people could easily find out by
just following the trail.”
Chenney’s face turned pale again, and she staggered backward. … I was just-”
“When you met Ryleigh, were you worried that she would come back and take away everything you
have?”
Louis exposed her without a hint of mercy, ignoring her pale face. “You know very well how you got in.”
Chenney leaned against the wall because she was staggering. She watched Louis leave and felt as
though she had fallen into a valley and could never climb back out. Nolan’s idea had worked because the
academy had to settle it once he provided evidence. Even the rumors online were listed as ‘fake’ and
‘disinformation
The academy took action against Chenney, and she never showed up the next day.
Rumor had it that Louis had her followed, so she couldn’t even run away.
Unfortunately, they never found out whether she was the one who had attacked Naomi all those years
ago, so they couldn’t prove that Ryleigh was innocent.
Maisie lay on the couch while reading some information. She didn’t even notice Nolan approaching.
The seat next to her sank, and a shadow blocked her light, so she looked up and smiled. “Are you here
to see me?”
Nolan smiled. “I’m just worried that you can’t get over this.”
Maisie turned around, holding the documents, and put her head on his lap. “My head is exploding.”
He gave her a massage. “You care a lot about other people’s issues.”
Maisie laughed. “Are you jealous of Ryleigh?”
He pursed his lips and didn’t speak.
Maisie put her hand to touch his face, her eyes smiling. “Alright, my husband will be put before my best
friend.”
If Ryleigh heard this, Maisie would be labeled as someone who cared more about relationships than
friendship.
Nolan held her hand that was on his cheek, kissed it, and looked down at her. “I found something. Are
you interested?”
Maisie immediately sat up. “What is it?”
Nolan pulled her into his arms and played with her palm. “Uncle Anthony’s daughter didn’t fall down the
stairs.”
Maisie was surprised.
‘She didn’t fall?
Nolan looked up and said, “I found his daughter’s medical records. Only her head was hurt, but there
was nothing on her body.”
There was a difference between people who fell or were pushed.
When someone knew that they were falling, their heads wouldn’t usually be damaged.
When someone slipped, they would fall pretty quickly. The first thing would be to
stabilize their bodies, so some light scrapes were inevitable.
But if someone were deliberately pushed down the stairs, there would be damage to the head, as well as
fractures and other wounds around the body.
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