?<strong>Chapter 955:</strong>
As he finished speaking, he began coughing heavily. Allison quickly handed him a cup of tea, which he epted gratefully.
“And what proof do you have that Allison had anything to do with this? Where’s your evidence?” Keanu added, his anger restrained but palpable. “I remember that Colton went to Vrining to get medicine for your headaches!”
Lindy’s face turned ashen. Her hands clenched tightly in herp as guilt washed over her. “It’s all my fault…”
Just as Mny opened her mouth to speak, Keanu shot her an icy re. He then turned his attention to Allison and gently asked, “Allison, tell me the truth. I’ll believe everything you say.”
Unwavering Trust in Allison
“True. I had been close to the Fleeinnd Lab at that time,” Allison inhaled deeply.
“But I can promise you, Colton is still alive.”
Ken’s men had been gathering any updates on theb recently for her. Despite the fierce fire, it was impossible for a person to be burned so severely that no remains were left behind. Since Colton’s body was never found, it meant he had managed to escape.
But Mny disagreed. She believed Allison was just feeling panicked.
“Allison, are you really going to keep lying?” Mny cried out, her voice dripping with fake innocence. “Even if you’re not married to him anymore, didn’t you have feelings for him back then? It’s bad enough that you killed him, but now you’re refusing to tell the truth.”
With that, Mny pulled out the photos from the paper bag andid them on the table.
Immediately, everyone’s attention was drawn to the pictures.
The photos clearly showed the fire at the research institute, with Allison’s face visible in the shot. She appeared disheveled, caught in a confrontation with people dressed in ck at that time.
The images made it obvious that Allison had a strong connection to the fire.
“This is the research institute where he went to get medicine for you,” Mny said, looking at Lindy with tear-filled eyes. “I had just found out I was pregnant at the time, and he was so worried about me. He told me to rest at the hospital, but after that, I never saw him again.”
Lindy’s face drained of color as she listened to Mny’s words. She gripped the photos tightly in her hands.
“Was he inside when the fire broke out?” she asked, her voice trembling. To Lindy, her son had been everything.
Mny nodded. “If you don’t believe me, you can check the visitor list at Fleeinnd Lab. His name was on it that day.”
Just then, the butler returned after investigating the flight details.
“Mrs. Stevens, Mr. Keanu Stevens, I’ve found something.”
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