Chapter 154 Live Streaming
Rita’s youthful impulsiveness sharply contrasted with Tracy’s calm and composed
nature.
When Farris defended Corrine, Rita couldn’t hold back and retorted, “What hold does Corrine have on you that makes you defend her so fiercely? You act like she’s your own
family!”
A touch of bitterness tinged her, words.
his Farris put down his reading glasses and glanced over; despite his old age, eyes a hint of sharpness. “Getting heated will only complicate things for you in the end.”
He knew Corrine’s situation was more complicated than it appeared.
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Considering Corrine’s ownership of Timeless Treasures, she had plenty of ways to earn honestly. The question remained: why get involved in forgeries and illegal dealings, risking so much?
The full truth was yet to be uncovered.
Feeling unfairly treated, Rita’s emotions swelled, a mix of frustration and grievance rising inside her.
Tears welled up in her eyes, but before she could retort, Tracy took her hand in a soothing grasp, patting it as a signal to remain composed.
“Do you not see what Rita is like?” Tracy asked Farris softly as she looked at him. “She has a habit of making quick judgments, a trait she’s had since childhood. Even her grandmother couldn’t curb her impulsive nature. Rita struggles with understanding the nuances between right and wrong. I promise to help her improve.”
Farris responded with a slight nod, indicating his approval. “Guidance is indeed what she needs to steer clear of future mishaps.”
Tracy offered a forced smile in agreement. “Exactly.”
Still, deep down, she scoffed. With the internet turning against Corrine, her guilt
seemed almost undeniable.
Once Corrine’s verdict was announced, Tracy was curious to see what reasons Farris would have to still include Corrine in the Ashton Group’s upcoming anniversary.
Rita, visibly upset, abruptly withdrew her hand with a frown.
At that moment, a notification from a live stream popped up on her phone.
She looked at her phone screen, which displayed an alert from the police’s live
broadcast.
“Check this out–a live broadcast!”
As she watched the drama unfold on her phone, a glint of wicked satisfaction flashed in
her eyes.
Comment after comment scrolled across the live chat, each saying the same verdict- fraudsters‘ must be brought to justice!
Worried l’arris would miss out, Rita quickly cast the stream onto the large TV in the living room.
Turning her attention toward Farris, she noticed him slowly donning his reading glasses, his face set in a serious expression as he focused on the screen.
Meanwhile, Corrine occupied a chair in the interrogation room.
She sat with crossed legs, her hands laid relaxed on her lap, presenting an air of indifference and subtle defiance, hardly the image of a typical suspect.
It almost appeared as if she was the one conducting the interrogation, not the one under scrutiny.
The officers in front of her felt the tension, standing taller as they tried to maintain their authority in her commanding presence.
This was a first for them–facing a suspect as bold as Corrine.
With a steady and composed look, Corrine surveyed the room and said, “Now that we’re all here, let’s discuss the matter at hand.”
“Alright,” everyone instinctively responded.
Then they realized it wasn’t right. This was an interrogation, and they were supposed
to lead it–how had the roles reversed?
Breaking the odd silence, one officer sternly said to her, “Corrine Holland, mind your
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attitude! Based on what we’ve gathered from the other suspects, you were the one pulling the strings. Are you still going to deny your involvement in the crime?
