The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 159

Naomi’s words did more than just wash her hands of the whole mess—they painted herself as the perfect innocent victim.

Thanks to her performance, suspicion swung back toward Lindsay.

Mr. Wilson’s brow furrowed as he glanced, troubled, in Yves' direction.

Catching Mr. Wilson’s look, Yves spoke calmly, “Just follow protocol, Mr. Wilson. There’s no need to show anyone special treatment.”

His words made things easier for Mr. Wilson, and, more importantly, made it clear whose side he was on.

When it came to Lindsay, Yves' trust was absolute.

Mr. Wilson was about to speak when, suddenly, several police officers entered the room.

The captain wasted no time. “Who called the police?”

Mr. Wilson stepped forward and explained the entire situation.

Naomi seized the moment, pointing straight at Lindsay. “She did it. You should arrest her.”

Lindsay, accused and unfazed, only smirked, her eyes full of biting sarcasm.

“Do you have any evidence that this woman is responsible?” the police captain demanded, looking directly at Naomi.

Naomi faltered, unable to come up with a single word.

“So, you have no evidence. Without evidence, your accusation is nothing more than slander.”

“No! There were only three of us in the restroom. If it wasn’t her, then who else could it be?” Naomi protested, her voice strained.

The police captain raised an eyebrow. “Weren’t you in the restroom too? That makes you a suspect as well. From the moment I walked in, you’ve done nothing but try to clear your own name.”

Mrs. Wilson, especially, lost her composure. She jabbed a finger at Naomi, her voice trembling with rage. “I’ve done nothing to you, and yet you tried to hurt me like this? Let me tell you, this isn’t over. You’d better get ready for prison.”

“No, that’s not it—I didn’t do anything! That video must be AI-generated!” Naomi stammered, unable to see the footage but having a good idea of what it showed.

Why else would Mrs. Wilson be so furious?

Lindsay let out a scoff. “I’m not that tech-savvy. There’s no way I could whip up some AI video that fast. Besides, the people here aren’t idiots—if you think it’s fake, let’s just play it for everyone and they can judge for themselves.”

“No!” Naomi protested desperately.

But her objection meant nothing—everyone in the Design Department wanted to know the truth. Sure, they loved a bit of gossip, but no one wanted to see an innocent person get blamed.

In the end, the video from the restroom was played in front of everyone. The footage was crystal clear, with not a hint of tampering—undeniably real.