Secrets Of The Neglected Wife

Chapter 1122:

He hadn’t anticipated that Allison would have such a strong backup plan!

Her message was clear: if he didn’t admit that this draft was Allison’s, she had plenty of other evidence to present.

“Abram, what do you have to say for yourself now?”

Fabian’s face was calm, but his secretary, who knew him well, could tell that he was really irritated. Someone was going to suffer. “People can lie, but data speaks the truth.”

On the turntable, Abram’s copied design kept turning, making the situation even more ironic.noveldrama

Abram was so flustered that he couldn’t even come up with an excuse.

He was now filled with regret. Why had he made such a terrible suggestion earlier?

It had completely backfired on him!

Allison squinted at him. “You’ve made a lot of money off my designs over the years, haven’t you?” She glanced over at Hoyt.

“Seems like you have my original paper drafts too.” Allison wasn’t about to let them off the hook.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get the police involved. They’ll help me get everything back — stolen property belongs with its rightful owner.”

Hoyt hadn’t seen this coming.

More than the thought of being taken away by the police, he was worried about ruining the event and making a bad impression on Fabian.

“Mr. Morgan, please listen — there’s more to this! I was tricked too!” But Fabian’s face only showed contempt.

“You really don’t deserve to be part of the Lloyd family.”

That simple statement completely broke Hoyt’s composure.

He felt like his pride had been stomped into the ground.

At the same time, Abram was shaking.

“It’s not like that…”

He was so stunned that he couldn’t move, his body frozen in place. When Abram tried to move toward Fabian, his legs gave way, and he fell to the floor.

“They made me do it!”

Abram scrambled to his feet, looking a mess.

He pointed a finger at Hoyt.

“They’re the ones behind all of this!”

Meanwhile, Melany had already slipped into the crowd.

No one could figure out who “they” were.

Hoyt gulped and pretended to stay calm as he grabbed Abram by the collar. “Stop talking nonsense! You gave me those drafts!”

Hoyt had planned to find Melany, but she had disappeared without a trace.

With no other option, he pinned everything on Abram.

“I backed you up because I trusted you, and now you’re throwing me under the bus?” He then turned to Kellan.

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