“Stop dodging the truth. Just say it. You fell on your own. I never touched you.”
“I already said, let’s just say I slipped. I’m not blaming anyone,” Shannon stammered, her voice trembling as tears spilled down her cheeks.
Her delicate face, streaked with tears, looked heartbreakingly fragile. It’s like she was the only innocent in a world set against her.
Steven’s brow furrowed even deeper. He reached out, gently wrapping her slender wrist in his hand. “It’s all right. You’re all right now.”
Then, with a frustrated sigh, he turned to Lucie. “Lucie, Shannon’s not blaming anyone. Can you stop stirring things up?”
A sharp ache twisted in Lucie’s chest. She raised her tablet, voice steady but cold. “The security cameras didn’t catch the exact moment, but after analyzing all the angles, your fall doesn’t match the pattern of someone being pushed.”
A police officer stepped forward, stern-faced. “That’s right. We’ve reviewed the footage from every available angle. When Ms. Rivas fell, Mrs. Heath was at least six feet away.
“In other words, we can rule out any physical contact from Mrs. Heath.”
Steven’s expression flickered with guilt.
He’d been reckless. He’d slapped Lucie, convinced she’d shoved Shannon.
“How could you be so careless?” His tone softened as he looked back at Shannon.
Shannon’s petite face drained of color. Her tears flowed harder. “Steven, it’s my fault. Lucie startled me. I lost my balance and fell. I’m so sorry…”
“It’s all my fault. Lucie, if it’ll make you feel better, you can hit me,” she choked out, gazing at Lucie with pleading, watery eye, like a child desperate for forgiveness.
Miranda seized the moment, her tone brisk. “Enough, enough. The misunderstanding’s cleared up. Let’s move on. Shannon needs to rest. In her condition, there’s no way she can travel abroad.


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