?Chapter 736:
Bruce nodded, epting her words without hesitation.
Leah hesitated only a moment before reaching for his hand, her eyes softening into an expression she knew he could never resist. Her voice dropped into a gentle plea. “Bruce, could you do me a favor?”
She understood her strengths well—the subtle shifts in expression, the precise tilt of her gaze, the carefully measured tone that could make the man before her believe every word she uttered and yield to her will.
Something in Bruce’s chest tightened. The warmth in her gaze made his mind foggy, logic slipping under the weight of emotions he barely acknowledged. “What is it?”
Her lips curved into a delicate smile. “Could you go to the hospital and pick someone up for me?”
“Of course.”
The moment Bruce left, Leah exhaled quietly, relief washing over her.
She had sessfully bought herself some time.
Now, all her hopes rested on Luna’s mother.
But just as that thought settled, amotion erupted at the entrance. Leah’s head snapped up. Standing in the doorway, nked by two uniformed officers, was Luna.
Panic red in Sonia’s eyes as she rushed to Leah’s side, gripping her hand tightly. “Leah, what is going on? Weren’t we supposed to be clearing up the online rumors at the press conference? How did things turn into this?”
Justst night, Leah had assured her mother that everything was under control. Yet now, the situation was rapidly spiraling out of her grasp. Nothing had gone ording to n, and the unexpected turn of events left her utterly adrift.
Her expression stiffened as the officers stepped forward.
“Miss Burgess,” one of them said, his voice calm yet firm. “Based on a suspect’s testimony, we have reason to believe you are involved in an intentional injury case. We need you to cooperate with our investigation.”
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“Alright.” Leah inhaled sharply, her gaze sweeping over the gathering crowd of reporters, their cameras shing like hungry vultures scenting blood. She forced aposed smile and nodded. “Since it is just a routine inquiry, why not continue this conversation in my office?”
Before the officers could respond, Luna’s voice cut through the tension like a de. “Why not discuss it right here?” she suggested, her tone dripping with feigned innocence. “That way, we can avoid any unnecessary spection.”
“Miss Burgess, did you not im that Corrine’s fall had nothing to do with you? Then why are you trying to hide? Is there something you dare not say?” one reporter asked.
“Are you feeling guilty?” another reporter cut in.
“Given Emily’s earlier statement and Leah’s behavior now, I am beginning to question her initial ims.”
The press conference buzzed with skepticism, the reporters’ voices ovepping in a relentless interrogation. The weight of their usations pressed in, thick and suffocating.
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