Chapter 244: The Proof was Gone Chapter 244: The Proof was Gone “Wait… is she saying that Evelyn has a history of being bad?” Evelyn, for the first time, looked slightly rattled.

But she quickly recovered, putting on an indignant expression.

“Sister Chineye, I do not know what you are trying to say!

What mischievous things?

Why are you trying to frame me just because you got caught?” Chineye let out a hollow laugh, one of bitter realization.

“I have misjudged you,” she said, shaking her head.

“I thought you were a good person.

I thought you were my friend.

My other friends warned me about you, but I always dismissed their concerns.

I kept you close because I didn’t want to believe that they were right.

I thought they looked down on you just because you came from a poor background.

I didn’t want there to be a divide between us.” Her voice cracked slightly.

“But this?

This is how you repay me?” Evelyn’s expression flickered, just for a moment, but she quickly masked it with another wounded look.

“Sister Chineye, how can you say that?

You’re just trying to push all the blame on me!” “No, Evelyn,” Chineye said firmly, her eyes darkening.

“I am finally seeing you for who you really are.

And after today, I will never call you my friend again.” A tense silence filled the room.

The audience, once swayed by Evelyn’s pitiful act, now looked at her with uncertainty.

Doubt had been planted, and it was growing fast.

Nnenna smirked slightly from her position behind the counter.

Now this… this is getting interesting.

Just as the security officers were about to snap the handcuffs onto Chineye’s wrists, a clear, steady voice rang out from the front desk.

“How is it that nobody has checked the CCTV footage, yet you are already trying to arrest someone?” The entire store seemed to freeze for a moment.

Heads turned toward the speaker, a young woman wearing a cap and a face mask, her presence barely acknowledged until now.

It was Nnenna.

She leaned slightly forward on the counter, watching the scene unfold with sharp, observant eyes.

“You’re all in such a hurry to make someone a scapegoat,” she continued, her voice calm yet cutting, “but shouldn’t actual proof come first?” A murmur rippled through the crowd.

The security officers exchanged awkward glances.

The store employees, who had been so sure of Chineye’s guilt just moments ago, now looked uncertain.

How had they overlooked something so obvious?

Even the manager, a woman known for her strict professionalism, looked slightly embarrassed by the oversight.

Indeed, they hadn’t checked the CCTV footage.

They had let emotions and assumptions take control, blinded by the shocking nature of the situation.

And now, with an outsider pointing it out so plainly, the flaw in their judgment was painfully clear.

Chineye, still shaken from Evelyn’s betrayal, snapped out of her daze.

She turned toward Nnenna, her eyes filled with both gratitude and desperation.

“Yes!

Check the footage!” she urged.

“I didn’t do this!

Someone must be framing me!” The weight of her words, now backed by logic rather than just frantic denial, made the manager stiffen.

She quickly gave the order.

“Get the CCTV footage.

Immediately.” A security guard hurried off to retrieve it.

Evelyn, standing off to the side, looked pale.

But what caught Nnenna’s attention was something else, despite her slightly shaken expression, there was a quiet confidence in her posture.

It was subtle, but it was there.

She should have looked more panicked.

She should have been worried that whatever trick she had played was about to be exposed.

But instead… she stood there, hands clasped together, an almost eerie stillness about her.

Nnenna’s eyes narrowed slightly behind her mask.

Something was off.

If Evelyn wasn’t worried about the footage exposing her, that could only mean one thing.

She had already planned for this.

The CCTV footage loaded quickly, and all eyes locked onto the large screen as the video began to play.

The room fell into an eerie silence, everyone eager to see the truth unfold before them.

The video showed Chineye and Evelyn standing together, browsing through dresses.

The quality of the footage was sharp enough to capture their movements clearly.

It was evident that Chineye had indeed chosen the red dress, her hand lingered on it longer, her eyes bright with interest as she held it up against herself.

Then came the crucial moment.

Chineye set the white dress aside, decisively choosing the red one.

She turned to show it to Evelyn, who nodded approvingly.

It was all there.

The people watching murmured in agreement, Chineye had not picked up the white dress.

But then… the footage lost its value.

When the moment came that should have shown how the white dress ended up in Chineye’s bag, something blocked the view.

Several store employees had unknowingly walked past at that exact moment, their bodies cutting across the frame.

A thick wall of moving figures completely obscured the two girls for the critical seconds that mattered most.

When the view cleared again, both girls were already walking toward the cashier.

And just like that, the evidence was useless.

A cold smile ghosted across Evelyn’s lips.

It was a tiny, almost imperceptible expression, but for someone as perceptive as Nnenna, it might as well have been a full blown grin of victory.

So that’s why she wasn’t worried… She had already noticed the flaw in the footage before it was even played.

Chineye’s shoulders slumped as she stared at the screen in horror.

This was her last chance to prove her innocence… and now, the proof was gone.

She had no way of showing that she hadn’t taken the dress.

Her stomach twisted painfully.

If she were an outsider watching this, even she would think she was guilty.

The crowd muttered amongst themselves.

“The footage doesn’t show her stealing the dress, but it also doesn’t show someone else putting it in her bag…” “Exactly.

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