Chapter 3 - Security Footage Tells The Truth
High above them on the second-floor wrought-iron balcony, a hidden security camera recorded every single second of the horrific incident.
The digital lens had captured Elena’s deliberate shove, the cruel smirk on her face, and her fake gasp of shock afterward.
Milo cast a brief, burning glance up toward the camera mount before looking back down at the cowering, trembling woman on the floor.
“The entire security system backs up to an encrypted cloud server every five seconds, Elena,” Milo whispered dangerously.
“Milo, please... I didn't mean to let go, it was a momentary panic!” Elena sobbed, her voice cracking with desperate, fake tears.
“Save your Oscar-winning performance for the jury, because the police are already driving up the private gates,” Milo retorted coldly.
He clutched the light green dress of the infant tightly, murmuring soft, comforting words to calm her racing little heart.
The stark white interior pillars of the mansion seemed to close in around Elena as the walls of her lies crumbled.
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She realized that her copper-brown silk dress couldn't hide her guilt, and her charm could no longer manipulate the man she wronged.
Milo turned his back on her in utter disgust, walking slowly toward the center of the grand foyer to wait for the authorities.
