So that was… the truth.
The ballroom was in pandemonium.
Everyone stared at Wushuang skeptically.
Who would have thought a gentle and meek appearance like hers could hide such a hideous heart?
Stares of condescension and anger assaulted Wushuang from every angle.
A blanched Wushuang argued with quavering voice, "That's a fake, the voice is obviously not mine, it's falsified!"
"Should we check the time of recording for its authenticity then?" Xinghe asked slowly, her gaze as sharp as tack.
Like a deflated balloon, Wushuang slumped back down to the floor weakly.
Mubai ordered crisply, "Officers, now that we have the truth, you should know who to arrest right?"
"Wait!" Chui Ming yelled suddenly before continuing, "Even if the recording is authentic, it doesn't take away from the fact that Xia Xinghe wanted to harm my wife and child. This must be part of her scheme as well!"
