He Cheated I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 245

**A Promise Hidden in the Quiet Rain by Adrian Hale**
**Chapter 245: The Perfect Scapegoat**

A fleeting shadow of panic flickered across Carolyn’s face, but she quickly masked it with an air of determination. The moment demanded composure, and she was not about to falter.

“Mr. Merrow, what’s happening here?” Carolyn stepped closer, her voice steady despite the turmoil swirling within her. She could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on her, and she fought to project an aura of calm.

Brian’s gaze met hers for just a moment, a flicker of urgency in his eyes. “The horses… they were spooked on purpose,” he revealed, his tone grave. “The police are here to investigate.”

“Spooked on purpose?” Carolyn gasped, her hand instinctively rising to cover her mouth, a gesture of disbelief and concern. “How could anyone do something so reckless? We need to find out who is responsible for this! My elbow still aches from the fall!”

With a slight movement, she pulled up her sleeve, revealing her elbow. It appeared unscathed, yet she insisted that the pain lingered, a reminder of the chaos that had unfolded.

Before long, the entire crew had congregated on set, their expressions a mix of confusion and apprehension.

Brian quickly gathered everyone’s attention, his voice slicing through the murmurs. “Listen up, everyone. Someone deliberately frightened the horses. Since we’re closed off from the public, the person responsible has to be one of us.”

“If that person steps forward now, I promise I’ll handle this quickly,” he declared, his voice firm and unwavering. “But if we have to track you down ourselves, the consequences will be far more severe.”

A ripple of hushed conversations swept through the crowd. No one had anticipated the darkness lurking behind the seemingly chaotic events. Eyes darted around the room, the unsettling realization that the perpetrator might be standing among them sowing seeds of distrust.

When no one came forward, Brian turned to the officers standing nearby. “Officers, it’s your turn now.”

After a brief introduction, the police began their investigation. The surveillance on set was limited, primarily consisting of indoor cameras. The incident had unfolded outside, leaving them with no footage to scrutinize.

As the officers meticulously gathered evidence, the crew exchanged anxious glances, each wondering who among them could commit such a cruel act. With over a hundred people involved in the production, the thought of someone deliberately causing harm was chilling.

Emily had just finished tidying up her area when she overheard snippets of conversation about the horses being spooked intentionally. She froze, her heart racing at the thought that someone could be capable of such malevolence.

“We found something,” an officer announced after scrutinizing the footage. He turned to Brian, holding up a still image. “Who is this in the break area?”

Brian leaned in, studying the photo intently. A frown creased his brow as his gaze shifted toward the corner of the room, landing directly on Emily.

“It’s her,” he said, pointing an accusatory finger in her direction.

Emily’s heart plummeted. “Me?” she stammered, utterly bewildered by the sudden turn of events.

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