Chapter 409: One Bad Apple Spoils the Bunch
Charlie turned to look at Yvonne, his deep eyes flashing a hint of coldness, the curve of his lips growing sharper as he forcefully pushed her hand away.
His voice turned icy, "Smith, every practice room should have a camera, right? Let's check the surveillance footage to see what really happened."
As he said this, he turned to Yvonne, his gaze hardening, "We must not wrongly accuse any good person."
Yvonne felt her heart sink, collapsing onto the floor.
Surveillance footage!
She had forgotten about that!
Smith nodded and immediately made a phone call. In no time, the video of the incident in the practice room was displayed on Smith's computer.
Yvonne's arrogant demeanor in the footage turned everyone cold, especially Charlie, whose chilling aura made Smith shift uncomfortably to the side.
Yvonne didn’t go over to watch; she knew all too well what the video contained. Before it even finished playing, she crawled up from the floor, kneeling and grabbing Charlie's pant leg.
"Sir

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