Chapter 227

Kayla shook her head frantically. "No, it's not like that. It wasn't me! It wasn't me!" She pointed at the projection, her voice rising. "That video has to be fake! You set me up! You think you can frame me with a forged video? Dream on!" In a fit of desperation, Kayla lunged forward, snatching the projector from the reporter's hands and slamming it to the ground. The device shattered into pieces, and the damning footage disappeared from the wall. Myra, finally snapping out of her shock, looked at her daughter, who stood alone and defenseless in the room. Her heart twisted in agony. She started to move toward Kayla, intending to hold her close. However, before she could, the commotion at the door grabbed everyone's attention again. Dexter's face turned crimson with fury. He spun around and yelled at the bodyguards, "Are you all useless? How are people still getting in here?" The guards remained silent, their heads bowed. This time, they hadn't failed to stop an intrud