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Suzanna held onto the belief that Elana wouldn’t have any evidence, intentionally trying to provoke her.
Elana’s face drained of color as she glanced at Terrence, her eyes filled with distress.
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Although she had been raised in luxury by the Summers, she now felt like a pawn someone else’s game as she looked up at her father with a mixture of confusion and pain.
Terrence shot a frigid glare at Suzanna.
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“Since the Shields claim that Ms. Shield is always kind–hearted, I must remind daughter is still a naive kid who wouldn’t lie. How do you intend to respond to that?”
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The onlookers exchanged incredulous looks, the tension thick in the air. “So, is this a competition to find out who’s more shameless?”
“This is absurd!”
Timothy, who had remained silent until now, cast a chilling glare, a scoff escaping him.
“Oh, Mr. Shield, so you see the absurdity too?”
Terrence’s gaze hardened. “Since we’re basing this on assumptions, we can’t definitively prove that Lana deleted it or that she didn’t, can we?”
With that, Terrence redirected everyone’s focus to the heart of the issue.
Indeed, both scenarios lacked solid evidence!
“Since both of them might have lied, then we need tangible proof.”
One curious observer couldn’t resist chiming in
Elana shrank behind Terrence, her eyes burning with hatred for Suzanna.
I’m the esteemed daughter of the Summers. How could I be treated this way, unfairly bearing the blame?
Suzanna, you will pay for this!
Terrence raised an eyebrow. “I hear Ms. Shield considers herself a financial genius and has even appeared on the educational show ‘Beauty Talks Finance”
Timothy couldn’t defend her and nodded slightly.
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“That implies she has a solid financial background and didn’t merely steal the work of Professor McDonald and his student.”
Everyone present seemed to agree
to agree with this reasoning.
“So, as someone well–versed in finance, even a novice would know to back up their work, right?”
“Let’s assume you didn’t back it up; you must have consulted financial data related to the company. The Morgan Group is publicly traded and their financial database requires. specialized industry knowledge to navigate.
“Any queries made would automatically log the user’s personal information.
“Those in the finance sector should be aware of this, correct?”
Terrence’s argument was clear and persuasive, practically scaling Suzanna’s fate.
Timothy’s face went pale as he turned to look at Suzanna, searching for answers.
Carson froze, unable to grasp the implications of the analysis, but from Timothy’s expression, he realized this was a crucial procedure!
Finding out whether Suzanna had checked the database would reveal if she had lied.
She had never crafted a financial plan, yet here she was, weaving a web of lies to defend herself.
Such cunning was enough to send chills down anyone’s spine.
Melody shot a glance at Andrew, who nodded in understanding and called for Ralph, the project manager at Morgan Group.
Ralph quickly logged into the company intranet, revealing the list of all finance professionals who had accessed the database.
As he projected the screen, the executives leaned in.
They found “Melody” on the list but couldn’t find Suzanna’s name anywhere!
“I–I used Mel’s computer to look it up….
Suzanna insisted, her eyes wide as if she might faint at any moment.
Gary seized the moment to counterattack. “Suzanna, don’t you remember? You never go into Melody’s room!
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“Because she lives in that attic that’s freezing in winter and boiling hot in summer.”
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Gary’s lips trembled as he spoke, weighed down by embarrassment and regret.
Timothy’s brow furrowed deeply, and his hands, which had been casually resting at his sides, clenched into fists.
He looked at Melody, a wave of unspoken sorrow crashing over him, leaving him breathless.
He had so utterly wronged his own sister!
He had become her greatest adversary, forcing her away from home.
