NovelXXXChapter 417 At the police station, Citrine explained the situation to the officers, then added, "I have evidence on my phone that can prove I'm innocent." "Don't bother pretending," Theo snapped, his eyes turning cold. He tugged impatiently at the corner of his mouth. "My sister would never lie. There's no way you have any evidence." Citrine looked at him calmly and let out a quiet laugh. "If your sister can't possibly lie, then what motive would I have to make something up? Besides, I had no reason to push Kali." Theo scoffed. "No reason? Of course you did! You're jealous of her!" Citrine couldn't help herself-she burst out laughing.
She tilted her chin up, her grin wide as she looked Theo right in the eye. "Jealous of her? Please. I'm Citrine Carmichael-smart, attractive, and top of my class at Crestwood University. What could I possibly be jealous of? Her darker skin? Her looks? The fact that she can't even carry her own bag? Or maybe I should envy her for barely scraping into Crestwood at the bottom of the admissions list?" Theo was speechless, stung into silence by the blunt truth. The worst part was, everything Citrine said was true. Kali wasn't as pretty, wasn't as fair-skinned, wasn't as healthy, and had barely managed to rank fiftieth on the entrance exams. After a moment, Theo rallied. His expression darkened. "You're dating Hastings, and Kali's his baby sister. Of course you're jealous-what's so unreasonable about that?" Citrine nearly laughed again, equal parts exasperated and amused. "Who told you I'm dating Hastings?" Theo and Hastings both turned to stare at her, startled.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBefore either of them could get a word in, Citrine shot a look at Hastings, her lips curling into a smile borrowed straight from Kali. "Letbe absolutely clear," she said. "I'm not Hastings' girlfriend. Not now, not ever, not in this lifetime." "And as for jealousy?" She waved a hand dismissively. "If I were ever jealous, it'd be of someone better than me- not someone who can't even hold a candle." Theo's face flushed an angry red. "You're going too far-" Citrine just gave a cold little laugh and ignored him.
Hastings, who'd been quietly listening from the side, felt his heart sink. He tried, almost pleadingly, "Citrine, you didn't mean that, did you?" He reached for the pack of cigarettes in his pocket out of habit, then remembered where he was and withdrew his hand.
Citrine didn't bother responding. Instead, right in front of the two officers, she unlocked her phone and pulled up the surveillance footage.
"This video will clear my name." Hastings and Theo both leaned in, unable to help themselves.
The video was crystal clear-every face, every word, all caught on camera.
It showed that after Theo and Quentin left, Kali hurried over to Hastings and begged him to buy her sfeminine products.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Hastings, my period just started and I feel terrible. Could you go out and getspads?" Kali's voice whined from the speaker.
"Go buy them yourself," Hastings replied the first time, but Kali didn't give up.
She clung to him, turning on the puppy eyes. "Con, Hlastingsm Don't you remember? You always En used to get them for me." Hastings still shook his head. "Kali, enough." Kali pouted, acting even more pathetic. "But, Hastings, my stomach really hurts..." As the officers watched, their faces grew more and more incredulous.
Her acting was so bad it was painful-even a stranger could see she was faking let alone seasoned police officers.
They tsked in unison, glancing first at Citrine, then at Hastings with a look of resigned sympathy. Son, if you really care about a girl, don't let yourself get caught up in a love triangle. This one's obviously faking it." Hastings went pale. "That's not what's happening!"
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