Chapter 553

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Both knew Linsey was pregnant.
If Carol truly intended to beat her senseless, she might end up losing the baby.
Alexa quickly forced any lingering sympathy for Linsey out of her mind.
Then, something occurred to her, and she quickly added, “Miss Lawson, when I checked the storage room, I noticed she had changed out of her gown and heels. She must be disguised as a hotel cleaner now.”
Carol finally released her, and Alexa gasped softly, instinctively clutching her aching arm.
“Understood.” Carol’s gaze darkened as she turned, already reaching for her phone to call her most trusted bodyguards.
“Carol, what’s wrong?”
Hearing Jeffery’s voice, Carol stiffened. She turned to see him striding toward her, concern etched across his face.
She hesitated briefly, then quickly masked her emotions with a smile. At the same time, she shot Alexa a discreet look, silently instructing her to gather reinforcements.
Alexa got the message and immediately hurried off to fetch Carol’s men.
Jeffery’s eyes flicked toward Alexa’s retreating figure, a hint of curiosity in his tone. “You seem to have a rather close connection with Alexa.”
Carol smirked. “I heard you personally recruited her, so I pay her a little more attention.”
Jeffery’s expression softened, and he was just about to casually bring up Alexa’s illness when a sudden commotion broke out in the banquet hall.
“The screen just went black!” someone exclaimed.
Both Jeffery and Carol instinctively turned toward the source of the disturbance.
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Their faces froze.
The massive screen, which had moments ago been displaying an elegant slideshow of Carol’s photos, had abruptly switched. Now, it was playing surveillance footage from earlier that night.
The video captured every move Linsey had made in the corner of the banquet hall—clear as day.
“What’s happening here?”
“Hold on… isn’t that Linsey in the surveillance video?”
“Yeah, look—she’s been standing in that same corner ever since she entered the banquet hall. If she really went to the lounge to steal something, she would’ve had to pass through here, right?”
“Exactly! But in the footage, she never left that spot.”
“That’s right. I was near Linsey the whole time because of that rumor floating around tonight. I kept an eye on her from a distance as soon as I arrived, right up until Millie went over to talk to her.”
“Look closely—right after that, the Lawsons’ servant showed up with people to confront Linsey.”
On the massive screen, the sped-up footage played, condensing the night’s events into just a few seconds. The guests watched intently.
Jeffery’s expression darkened, his voice cutting through the murmurs like ice. “Who’s controlling the screen? Turn this off immediately!”
Carol stood frozen, completely blindsided. She hadn’t expected this footage to even exist.
By the time she snapped out of her shock, the video had already reached the part where she stormed in with her people.
“No! This isn’t real!” she blurted out, spinning around to face the crowd. Panic twisted her features as she yelled, “Don’t believe this! The footage is fake! Linsey must have tampered with it!”
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