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The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

Chapter 689
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Chapter 689

As she spoke, Anya withdrew her hand, which was holding the back of Joey’s head, and showed the blood on her

hand to everyone. “I saw it with my own eyes. You used that thing in your hand to hit my little Bao’s head! He’s still

so young, how could you do such a thing!”

Following Anya’s lead, everyone’s gaze turned towards Corinne, who was still holding the chisel in her hand, further

confirming their belief that she was the murderer!

Faced with glares from everyone, Corinne lowered her head and looked at the chisel that Anya forcefully handed

her. She understood.

This was a trap, a carefully designed set-up!

It started from the moment Anya invited her to talk a step into the living room just now.

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However, she did not fall into the trap at first. Anya then sent another maid, who deliberately used a bloodstained

coffee cup to lead her to this meticulously designed ‘crime scene’.

One could only say that Anya’s acting skills were truly outstanding!

The way Anya showed concern for the child, worrying to the point of collapse and panic just now, really made her

believe it was genuine.

She thought that apart from using her, Anya also cared about the safety of that child!

However, Anya, to frame her, actually took the life of an innocent child. Her methods were too ruthless, too

inhumane!

At this moment, Corinne admitted that she was wrong. Her mistake was that she previously regarded Anya as a

human being!

Anya continued to sob and said, “Corinne, I know you and Jeremy have reconciled today, so you’re worried that

Joey’s presence will interfere with your relationship. But you shouldn’t harm a child like this! Joey was adopted by

Jeremy for me from abroad. I explained it to you earlier in the living room, and I promised you that neither I nor

Joey will ever disturb you and Jeremy in the future. Why can’t you let Joey go?”

“He’s just a child who’s not even two years old,” Anya lied without hesitation, not even batting an eye.

Corinne looked at her mockingly and coldly retorted. “Miss Anya, do you also know that he’s just a pitiful child under

two years old? Did you show him any mercy when you used him?”

Faced with Corinne’s sharp question, Anya’s eyes flickered guiltily. She did not respond to Corinne’s words but

turned her face away and, with a face full of grief and anger, addressed Lucas and Jeremy.

“Brother, Jeremy, I don’t think Corinne will admit it! So let me tell everyone how things unfolded!”

“This is what happened-”

“I just managed to find Joey in the kitchen after a lot of effort. The child is mischievous and hid there to play hide-

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and-seek alone.”

“Because I was worried and angry, I lectured him about not doing this again, as it would make his mother very

worried. Joey is a good boy and promised me that he wouldn’t do it again!”

“But at that moment, Corinne suddenly appeared here. l’asked her why she was there, but she didn’t answer.

Instead, she took the chisel in her hand and ruthlessly struck the back of Joey’s head with it. I watched helplessly as

Joey collapsed right here, unable to do anything! Sob, sob, sob!”

“I never expected that Corinne would harm Joey. I couldn’t even stop her in time. She killed my Joey!”

“It was her, it was Corinne who killed Joey! My poor Joey died so tragically.”

As Anya described the so-called events, she broke down into loud sobs, as if crying would increase the credibility of

her words. Whoever cries is considered right?

Ironically, that’s how reality is. Everyone believed Anya’s words, overwhelmed by the grief of losing a child.

Lucas wholeheartedly believed his sister’s words. Exercising his good upbringing, he suppressed his resentment and

anger and asked coldly, “Corinne, do you plead guilty?”