The Heiress They Couldn't Break novel Chapter 167

apter 167 The Missing Footage

“Right then, Gianna deliberately tried to make the whole thing look real.

She hooked her arm around Vincent’s, wearing a smug, self–satisfied smile.

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She just wanted to irritate Amelia. To show her that her little act of playing hard to get wouldn’t work on Vincent at all.

All her focus was on Vincent and Amelia now. She was so caught up in it that she even forgot to maintain her image in front of her brothers.

But Marcelo and Maxwell both noticed. They were angry, yes, but not blind. They saw the way Gianna clung to Vincent and gave Amelia that proud, provoking look.

Marcelo, the sharpest of the three brothers, narrowed his

eyes.

He looked at Gianna standing in front of him. A hint of doubt crept back into his mind.

When did Gianna and Vincent become so close? Since when were they close enough to hold onto each others arms like that?

Across from them, Amelia threw up her hands.

“Are you blind, or just can’t understand my words? I already said we didn’t hit them. If you don’t believe me, go check the security footage.”

Patience caught on fast and added, “Yeah, I didn’t hit Maxwell either. We were just standing here talking. Maybe someone else beat them up, and now they’re trying to pin it on us.”

Josie chimed in too, quick as ever. “Exactly. Guys like them probably made someone mad, got their butts kicked, and now they’re trying to blame women for it. Seriously, how shameless can you get?”

Now it turned into a full–on scene–three women, loud and united, refusing to take the blame.

Maxwell and Vincent’s faces turned dark with anger, their jaws clenched tight.

Even Marcelo, usually calm and collected, felt the heat rising in his chest. He looked like he was on the edge of exploding.

“Fine! Let’s check the cameras right now!” someone shouted.

“And get Officer Yarrow–he’s still at the party! Let him handle this!”

Emery and Diana were furious too, ready to throw their own family under the bus for the sake

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of justice.

The argument drew everyone’s attention.

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What started as a small fight quickly turned into a full–blown scene. More guests gathered around, whispering and pointing, hungry for gossip.

Someone ran off to check the surveillance footage. Fabian Yarrow, who had been at the banquet, hurried over, still fixing his tie as he ran.

But when the results came back, everyone froze–the footage was gone. The camera feed had been tampered with. Nothing had been recorded.

Now, no one could prove a thing.

Only Amelia gave a small smirk, her expression calm and knowing.

Of course. As long as that fool was around, there would never be any video evidence.

The signal jammer on that blockhead was still working. As long as Gianna was nearby, the security cameras would all be disrupted.

That was exactly why Amelia had chosen to beat them up in public. She knew Gianna was secretly watching from not far away. She knew there’d be no video proof.

Thanks to that bitch, they got the perfect excuse to vent their anger.

When Maxwell saw the surveillance cameras had caught nothing, he grew even more furious. “This has to be Amelia’s doing! She must’ve sabotaged the footage on purpose!”

Amelia gave a short, cold laugh, crossing her arms. “Oh really? So now that you’ve got no proof, you’re just throwing accusations? Why not say you just got beat up by your enemies instead of blaming me?”

Josie jumped in to back her up. “Exactly! Got beat up by your enemy, and now you’re trying to blame women for it? Pathetic.”

“You b …

!” Maxwell was livid but still managed to keep his composure.

He turned to Fabian and said seriously, “Officer Yarrow, the cameras are down. Something’s not right here. Please investigate this carefully.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll look into it later,” Fabian said with an easy grin, brushing things off like it was nothing.

Whether he actually would–or could–was another story.

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This was a minor brawl, not a serious crime. What cop in their right mind would waste time setting up an investigation team for something so trivial?

And even if they found out these women were the ones who threw the punches–what then? What man would have the guts to tell everyone he got beaten up by a few girls?

Fabian snorted to himself, inwardly disgusted by the whole thing.

Meanwhile, Gianna was already shrinking back, too guilty to make a sound.

She really did have a signal jammer on her. Gianna had brought it specifically to deal with Isabel.

The plan was simple. Once Isabel was gone, she’d stop clinging to Marcelo.

It was one of her two main goals for tonight’s birthday party.

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