Who Is The Real Boss?

"Nonsense!"

Nina glared at Annabel, biting her lower lip and clenching her fists until her fingernails pierced her flesh.

"Don't mix the two things up! How does what you said change the fact that you tried to kill me?"

"Nina, you aren't going to back down, huh?"

An icy expression appeared on Annabel's face the next second.She took out her phone and clicked on the file Anthony sent to her yesterday.

"Here is the record of your browser history.Days before the incident, you searched for how to kill a person without getting caught.Most of the articles your clicked were about pushing people into a lake so it would look like an accidental drowning."

"That's a fucking lie! I never searched for such.You are trying to frame me!"Nina broke out in cold sweat.Her eyes twinkled with panic when she saw the browser history records on Annabel's phone.She cleared her browser history once she was done.

How did Annabel get a hold of the records? Was that even possible? Nina kept giving herself a pep talk in her head.

As far as she knew, it was impossible for anyone to get deleted browser records.She took a deep breath and put on a defiant mask.

"You faked these records.I have never browsed such things in my life.I can't believe you would stoop so low, Annabel.You are still hurting me despite what you did!"

Annabel chuckled.

"Just so you know, I already asked the police to get your computer.You cleared your browsing history.However, it might interest you to know that doesn't change a thing.Technology is more advanced these days.A skilled hacker can easily restore the records in no time.Soon, we will know the truth!"

"You..."

Nina was too stunned to speak.She pointed at Annabel as her face turned deathly pale.

"Calm down.I'm not finished yet."

With a smug smile, Annabel took out a pen recorder and spun it with her fingers.

"I believe you will be more interested in this."

Under everyone's curious gaze, Annabel pressed the play button.

A record began playing, it was a record of the conversation between Nina and Talia.

"Nina, your father went gambling again and lost a lot of money.He's owing a creditor a huge sum.This morning, the creditor came knocking and vowed to kill us if we didn't pay up.I don't know what else to do.Can you help us pay up?"

Talia uttered, almost wailing.

worry.Give me some time.I'll soon return to Benton Group.Then I will have enough

great certainty and

Talia’s voice was filled

Nina

of Annabel for good,

you sure?" Talia

hundred percent sure! Have some faith in me, mom. I'll get the best opportunity tomorrow," Nina

into it without anyone

tumult of shouting broke out in the

reporters were shocked to the bone.No one expected

recorder

have anything else to

Nina's face was blue.She wished what just

phone call with her mother? "Dear viewers, I believe you saw what just happened.The tables have just been turned.It appears there’s more

interact with their audience despite the

the latest evidence Annabel brought, we think it's safe to say that Nina isn't the victim but the mastermind of the whole thing.Of course, we will leave it to the cops to

people connected to the live broadcast lost their cool at this

woman Nina is! It turned out she fell into her own trap.I

wrong about Annabel.She's innocent.I

is so

"Marry me, Annabel!"

"Bah! Stop dreaming.She's mine!"

and drooled over Annabel

Rupert was sitting on a bench and staring at his computer screen with a smile.He initially planned to hand over the U disk Finley gave him yesterday to the police this morning.But when

ward.It was right when the tell-it-all interview

lied that Annabel

that proved Nina to be

Rupert nodded thoughtfully.

wonder she was so calm

sword, waiting for the right

counterattack was a

admiring this

of minutes, the cameras were panned to Nina

to say about the recording Annabel just played?

"No! It's fake!"