"I didn't." Sister Leah's voice was noticeably weaker, lacking confidence.
Emma Winton clenched her molars tightly, seeing that she was at a disadvantage. Her heart pounded with tension, and her face no longer held its earlier calm demeanor.
Chloe Woods was even more panicked, her hands clenched so tightly that they almost drew blood.
Owen Winton's expression was grim.
He hadn't expected Hope Williams to find even a drop of blood, such strong evidence.
Owen Winton's eyes shifted, and in a lowered voice he said, "Young Madam Lewis, what you said isn't right. If you found out that this cleaning lady was bribed to falsely accuse, who can be sure she's telling the truth?"
Owen Winton implied that the cleaner testifying for them had taken their money.
"Mr. Winton is right," Hope Williams smiled slightly and calmly looked at the chubby Sister Leah, "Who can be certain if someone was bribed or if they're telling the truth?"
