Chapter 300: Klein's firm declaration resonated through the room, and an uneasy silence fell over the gathering.
Kallie was taken aback by Klein's sudden defense of her, a gesture she hadn't anticipated.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust then, a visibly shaken servant stepped forward and stopped before Tyrone, tears streaming down her face. "Mr. Nixon, I believe I saw who did it, but I'm scared to say." Tyrone's expression hardened as he said, "There's no need for fear. Speak up, and I will protect you from any retaliation. Bria is my granddaughter, and I demand to know who dared to harm her." Tyrone's eyes narrowed as he added a stern warning. "But be warned, if you lie, I will not let you go unpunished." The servant, now sobbing more intensely, bowed deeply before Tyrone, showing a mix of respect and determination.
After a moment, the servant raised her head and scanned the crowd nervously before pointing directly at someone.
"It was her!" the servant exclaimed, her finger trembling as it directed everyone's attention to Kallie.
The room turned in unison toward Kallie, who stood in shock, her mouth open as she began to formulate a response.
But before Kallie could defend herself, Tyrone intervened loudly. "Don't talk nonsense! Kallie would never commit such an act!" Klein's face darkened as he added his voice to the defense. "I warned you about making false accusations. You'll pay for this," he said icily. “Take this person to the police station!” The servant struggled against the grasp of the bodyguards, crying out in protest, "I'm not lying! I saw it clearly. Her dress! It's very distinctive. I couldn't possibly mistake it." Indeed, Kallie's dress was unique and memorable, a standout at the event.
Despite the servant's accusations, the crowd remained skeptical. To commit a crin such a unique dress which surely caught others' eyes? That seemed unlikely.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKlein, his patience seemingly wearing thin, commanded through clenched teeth. “Enough of this. Take her away." The servant's fear escalated as she continued to insist on her account. "I'm telling the truth! I know what I saw," she said. "Miss Bria Nixon was by the lake, and someone suddenly ran up and pushed her in. I couldn't see who it was because I was standing behind, but the dress was the sas this lady's." The servant added desperately, "If it wasn't her, then someone else must have worn her dress." Kallie responded calmly, using sign language to communicate her innocence. Her message was soon interpreted with precision. "I never took off this dress nor lent it to anyone. I don't know if anyone else has a similar one. I didn't push Bria, and I wasn't even aware she was by the lake."
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Just then, the sound of approaching footsteps signaled the arrival of the police, called to the scene to investigate the incident.
Kallie felt a wave of relief wash over her, hoping that this problem would spon be sorted by the authorities.