I Watched Them Love Her Chapter 17

I Watched Them Love Her Chapter 17

In the footage, a figure in a school uniform appeared at the door of the academic office.

She glanced down the empty hallway, then pulled out a student ID and swiped the door open.

A few minutes later, she walked out, a phone in her hand.

On the screen, you could clearly see photos of the exam papers.

The audience erupted in murmurs.

Dad turned to me, his voice cold as ice.

“Do you have anything else to say?”

Chloe stood up again.

“I know you’ve always felt that Mom and Dad care more about me,” she said, her voice choked with sobs. “But you shouldn’t have to resort to this to prove yourself.”

“Sister, I’m begging you. Just admit your mistake.”

Another wave of discussion swept through the crowd.

“Her sister is still defending her.”

“What a disappointment.”

I looked at the large screen and spoke, my voice clear and steady.

“Are we done watching?”

The room fell silent.

I turned to the academic dean.

“Please pause the footage at one minute and thirty-two seconds.”

He looked surprised but did as I asked.

“Now, zoom in on the side of her face.”

The image froze.

In the instant the person turned, the profile of her face was captured in perfect clarity on the screen.

The auditorium descended into chaos.

“Wait, that’s not Tessa, is it?”

“Who is that?”

“That face… is that Chloe?”

Everyone stared at the screen.

The person in the video was, without a doubt, Chloe.

Mom’s head whipped around to stare at her.

Dad went rigid.

Chloe stood rooted to the spot, as if she’d been nailed to the floor. All the color had drained from her face.