Chapter 1088

• As the questioning looks from the crowd intensified, Muxue's face grew visibly pale. She lowered her head, clenched her fists, and muttered through gritted teeth, "It wasn’t me…"
• Before she could say another word, Liza abruptly cut her off. "Oh? Let’s hear this then!" She casually tossed her phone onto the table, a small smirk playing on her lips. "Miss Muxue, you still refuse to admit your involvement? What if I told you I recorded something very interesting while standing in the hallway?"
• Muxue’s eyes widened in panic. A recording? Could Liza have actually caught something? No, that was impossible! If she had real evidence, she would have exposed it much earlier instead of waiting until now. It had to be a bluff—just a trick to make her slip up.