Raise Your Bastard? Nah, Reborn to Return Your Future Jailbird! - Chapter 66: Chapter 66
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Meanwhile, Skye was brought alone into an interrogation room.
Her psychological defenses crumbled instantly—before the officers could even speak, she was crying and confessing.
"It was Damon! It was all Damon who made me do it!" she screamed hoarsely. "He said Raven's family had money, told me to help him frame her! I just wanted some living expenses, I really didn't know it would come to this..."
Skye spilled everything like beans from a broken jar—how Damon taught her to forge transfer records, fabricate victim stories, cooperate in framing me.
In the adjacent interrogation room, Damon heard Skye's confession and frantically pounded the table: "Bitch! You're the one who wanted me to do this! You wanted to keep all that money!"
When they met in the hallway, they immediately started fighting.
"You idiot! We agreed to take responsibility together!"
"It was all your idea! I was just deceived by you!"
They clawed at each other's hair and clothes, utterly disgraceful.
Damon's glasses flew off, Skye's dress tore, and they rolled on the floor cursing each other.
The watching officers were stunned.
Professor Martinez patted my shoulder, his eyes full of relief: "Raven, you used the most extreme method to create a perfect alibi for yourself. For this practical lesson, you get full marks."
I watched the bedraggled Damon and Skye, feeling a surge of satisfaction.
"Officer, can I now apply for a lawyer to sue them for false accusation and framing?"
The Economic Crimes captain nodded: "Of course. We'll thoroughly investigate this case and show no mercy to anyone."
Dad gripped my hand tightly: "Raven, Daddy will never doubt you again."
Mom choked out: "We were all wrong. Our daughter is so outstanding—how could she possibly do such things..."
Just then, Professor Martinez's phone rang.
He answered and listened for a few moments, his expression growing serious.
After hanging up, he told me: "Raven, there's some not-so-good news. Though the online news was retracted, screenshots have already spread. Now netizens are split into two camps—one supporting you, the other still thinking you're problematic."
"What do you mean?"
Professor Martinez frowned: "Some netizens think you deliberately smashed bikes last night just to create an alibi, saying you had everything planned out in advance."
I felt my chest tighten.
Even after proving my innocence, I still had to endure such suspicion?
Just as my mood was sinking, the Economic Crimes captain approached.
"Young lady, the chief just called. After investigation, we've discovered an important lead."
"Behind Damon Cross and Skye Rivers, there might be an even larger fraud ring. You may have just been their first target."
Her psychological defenses crumbled instantly—before the officers could even speak, she was crying and confessing.
"It was Damon! It was all Damon who made me do it!" she screamed hoarsely. "He said Raven's family had money, told me to help him frame her! I just wanted some living expenses, I really didn't know it would come to this..."
Skye spilled everything like beans from a broken jar—how Damon taught her to forge transfer records, fabricate victim stories, cooperate in framing me.
In the adjacent interrogation room, Damon heard Skye's confession and frantically pounded the table: "Bitch! You're the one who wanted me to do this! You wanted to keep all that money!"
When they met in the hallway, they immediately started fighting.
"You idiot! We agreed to take responsibility together!"
"It was all your idea! I was just deceived by you!"
They clawed at each other's hair and clothes, utterly disgraceful.
Damon's glasses flew off, Skye's dress tore, and they rolled on the floor cursing each other.
The watching officers were stunned.
Professor Martinez patted my shoulder, his eyes full of relief: "Raven, you used the most extreme method to create a perfect alibi for yourself. For this practical lesson, you get full marks."
I watched the bedraggled Damon and Skye, feeling a surge of satisfaction.
"Officer, can I now apply for a lawyer to sue them for false accusation and framing?"
The Economic Crimes captain nodded: "Of course. We'll thoroughly investigate this case and show no mercy to anyone."
Dad gripped my hand tightly: "Raven, Daddy will never doubt you again."
Mom choked out: "We were all wrong. Our daughter is so outstanding—how could she possibly do such things..."
Just then, Professor Martinez's phone rang.
He answered and listened for a few moments, his expression growing serious.
After hanging up, he told me: "Raven, there's some not-so-good news. Though the online news was retracted, screenshots have already spread. Now netizens are split into two camps—one supporting you, the other still thinking you're problematic."
"What do you mean?"
Professor Martinez frowned: "Some netizens think you deliberately smashed bikes last night just to create an alibi, saying you had everything planned out in advance."
I felt my chest tighten.
Even after proving my innocence, I still had to endure such suspicion?
Just as my mood was sinking, the Economic Crimes captain approached.
"Young lady, the chief just called. After investigation, we've discovered an important lead."
"Behind Damon Cross and Skye Rivers, there might be an even larger fraud ring. You may have just been their first target."
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