James remained silent, which was taken as an acknowledgment that them were no further questions.


    Sophie nced at a slightly quilty looking Nichole and asked with a smile, “Ms. Nichole, do you have


    any more questions?”


    Regaining herposure, Nichole tried to appear calm despite her inner turmoil, “No, that’s all


    “Then we’ll need to review the surveince footage from the hotel. You’re wee to ess anything


    you need,” Sophie continued, casting a seemingly casual nce at Nichole, who was trying to hide in


    James‘ arms.


    Nichole eyes darted away, and Sophie knew there must be something fishy going on.


    Soon, the police had essed the hotel’s surveince footage.


    The footage first showed Colt escorting Nichole into a room, supposedly to change her clothes, before


    he shut the door and left.


    At this point, Sophie paused the video and asked, “Colt, you brought Ms. Nichole here to change her


    dress and then left, correct?”


    Colt nodded, “Yes, Mr. Burke said Ms. Nichole’s dress was unttering and asked her to change it.”


    Just as he finished speaking, James seemed to hesitate, wanting to say more.


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    Sophie frowned at James. Was her dress really that bad? It seemed James really didn’t want any trace


    of her on Nichole.


    Sophie resumed the surveince video, which showed James first heading upstairs, but he stopped


    halfway and then moved towards the elevator to go back down.


    Shortly thereafter, Harold appeared in the upstairs corridor, phone in hand.


    Sophie queried. “Mr. Harold, what were you doing wandering around the second floor with your


    phone?”


    “I saw James and Nichole sneakily going up one after the other, so I wanted to see what was up,


    maybe catch them in the act… Sophie interrupted with a mix of frustration and amusement, “You were


    thinking of catching them red–handed, weren’t you? You sure have a sharp mind.”


    Knowing Sophie was defending him, Harold remained silent. He realized his actions were indeed


    childish


    Later on, the surveince footage captured a scene that everyone woulde to know.


    Harold, seeing the door ajar, pushed it open, and Nichole screamed, drawing everyone’s attention.


    Sophie turned to James and said, “Harold followed because he saw you and Nichole heading upstairs


    one after the other, intending to catch you in the act. So, what was your reason for going upstairs?”


    James frowned, his gaze inadvertently falling on Nichole, who was biting her lip, looking hesitant to


    speak.


    Sophie chuckled, “Don’t tell me, Ms. Nichole asked you toe upstairs because her dress got stuck


    or something, and she needed help?”


    Sophie had merely thrown out a guess, but Nichole’s expression changed instantly, and even James‘


    frown deepened.


    Sophie hadn’t expected Nichole to use such a clichéd excuse, nor had she anticipated that James


    would actually believe it.


    “It seems it’s true. You felt it was inappropriate after going upstairs, so you came back down. Harold


    went upstairs and saw Ms. Nichole’s door ajar, nning to snap some incriminating photos, only to be


    falsely used by her.”


    “Sophiel” James sharply interrupted her.


    ally like that woman that much?”


    Harold scoffed, “James, you really


    Sophie concluded, “Now that everything is clear, Ms. Nichole, about your nder against Harold,


    shouldn’t we handle this by the book?”