Chapter 130 A Gift for You
The live stream had been running for almost forty minutes, and viewers kept piling in.
Even though it was a weekday, people still found time for gossip.
Victoria suddenly shouted, "Kimberly, bring the stuff in!"
Everyone was confused. Who was Kimberly? What stuff?
Then, a short-haired woman in tight black clothes walked in with a box.
Kimberly approached Victoria and said, "Mrs. Howard, I brought it as you asked."
The Kennedy family looked puzzled at this new arrival.
Clara stared at Victoria, unsure of her plan.
Victoria calmly said, "Open it."
Kimberly nodded and placed the box on the coffee table, revealing a high-tech projector.
Everyone was baffled. What was she planning with a projector?
Simon angrily asked, "What are you trying to do?"
Victoria replied nonchalantly, "Why so anxious? It's just a gift to celebrate cutting ties with the Kennedy family. Please, take it."
Clara felt uneasy but was sure Victoria had no evidence. Even if the booklet was proven to be hers, it wouldn't prove Clara took it. She just needed to deny everything.
At that moment, Julia rushed in, followed by Lucas.
"Clara, we've got a problem. This bitch is live streaming," Julia shouted, pointing at Victoria.
Clara was stunned, and the Kennedy family was equally shocked.
"Julia, what did you say?" Clara asked in disbelief.
"Victoria has been live streaming everything that just happened here. There are already hundreds of thousands of viewers, and it's all her doing," Julia explained.
Her constant cursing of Victoria angered some viewers.
Netizens started commenting: [Who is she? She's so harsh.]
[She has no manners at all.]
[Isn't she from the Hughes family? Heard she's a celeb.]
[How is she a celeb? So low-class, cursing right away!]
Julia realized she was also on the live stream, and her words and actions were being seen by everyone.
She instantly felt desperate.
Clara saw Lucas coming in and immediately looked at him with tearful eyes. "Lucas, I don't know why Victoria is framing me."
Lucas stepped forward, hugged her, and comforted her, "It's okay. Don't cry."
With Lucas there, she felt a sense of security.
Victoria glanced indifferently at Lucas and Julia, thinking it was quite lively.
"You bastard, what exactly are you trying to do? Isn't the mess you've made enough? Do you want to make the Kennedy family restless?" Oliver finally couldn't hold back and scolded Victoria loudly.
Victoria crossed her arms and calmly reminded, "Don't forget. I came here today because you asked me to, not because I wanted to."
Oliver was so angry that his face turned red.
Meanwhile, Kimberly had set up the projector.
A clear video was projected onto the wall.
The room in the video was unfamiliar to the netizens, but the Kennedy family recognized it well. It was Victoria's old room in the Kennedy house.
The person in the video was also familiar—it was Clara. Although she was only 16 at the time, it was still recognizable as her.
She was seen rummaging through Victoria's room and finally picking up a booklet from the cabinet by the bed, the same booklet Victoria was holding now.
Her face in the video showed a darkness and jealousy that shouldn't be present at that age.
She then took the booklet and left.
The short one-and-a-half-minute video directly contradicted Clara's earlier words.
Clara was completely stunned, and the video brought back her memories.
But it was impossible; how could there have been surveillance back then? It was simply impossible.
Oliver and Simon were also stunned by the video.
"Are you going to say that I had this video fabricated?" Victoria looked at the frozen Clara and said, "Never mind. I've brought the most authoritative experts to verify it. They'll be here soon."
Netizens couldn't help but admire Victoria; she was simply too wise.
Elodie still didn't give up. "You set this up to frame Clara. Why would she take your stuff for no reason? You do have guts to do such a thing. Aren't you afraid I'll call the police and accuse you of slandering Clara?"
Victoria smiled faintly. "If a mother is driven by vanity, what kind of personality would her daughter have?"
She didn't name names, but people would make their own connections.
At that moment, a few special individuals walked in through the door.
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