The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 306

His face was dark as he strode forward, blocking Tamara from view, his voice commanding and cold. "Yvonne! You were just in a car accident. You have a concussion and you're not thinking straight. Stop spouting this nonsense!"

He turned to the guests, his tone absolute. "Tamara has been kind and innocent since she was a child. It is absolutely impossible for her to do such a thing."

Yvonne looked at her father in disbelief. "Dad! What kind of spell has Tamara put on you? After everything that's happened, you're still protecting her?"

Fitch replied coldly, "What evidence? What does a single recording prove? For all I know, someone fabricated it intentionally!"

As he spoke, his sharp gaze swept over Leilani, clearly implying she was the culprit.

By now, the situation was clear: the Sherwood family and the Sloan family were standing as a united front.

Leilani was so angry at their shamelessness that she actually laughed. She stepped forward slowly, shooting a piercing look at Fitch.

"Mr. Sherwood, you and the Sloan family really are cut from the same cloth. Equally shameless, equally skilled at gaslighting. Since you claim there isn't enough evidence..." She raised her eyes, her gaze calm but sharp as a blade about to be unsheathed. "Then is my testimony enough?"

Fitch frowned instantly. "What do you mean?"

"Four years ago, the Sloan family forced me to take the fall for Tamara. I sat in prison for four years for her."

Leilani looked around the room, her voice clear and chilling as she recounted the events of the past.

"Back then, Tamara pushed Yvonne down the stairs but framed me for it. To protect her, the Sloan family didn't hesitate to sacrifice me, their biological daughter. Yvonne's recording plus my testimony—is that enough evidence? Do you still intend to shield her, Mr. Sherwood?"

Fitch was momentarily speechless, his expression turning ugly.

Tamara hid behind Fitch, trembling all over, tears streaming down her face. "Leilani... why do you want to slander me like this... The Sloan family doesn't have the power to bribe a judge. It was clearly you back then! You were the one who pushed Yvonne down the stairs!"

Leilani scoffed, her piercing gaze seeming to tear through the darkest lies. "Slander? Tamara, are you willing to swear to it? Do you dare swear that four years ago, you didn't push Yvonne? Do you dare swear that you didn't frame me? Do you dare swear that this time, you didn't hire a hitman to kill her? If you dare to swear, invoke a curse that if even one of these things is true, you will lose everything you own and die a miserable, lonely death! Do you dare?"

Tamara was terrified by her gaze. Her face went deathly pale and her lips trembled, but she couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Seeing this, Fitch glared at Tamara, furious at her incompetence.

Tamara was useless! If not for the mess she had made, how would things have deteriorated to this point today?