Vera looked at him with a cold expression, lingering anger still visible in her brows. She repeated Ian Lockwood's words, annoyed, "President Morgan, do you have anything else?"
Victor Morgan's face darkened. "The police station has been surrounded by reporters. If we leave before this is settled, it'll have a huge impact on The Morgan Group."
Vera sneered, "What does The Morgan Group have to do with us?"
Victor paused, his gaze falling on Chloe Warner, his voice slightly lowered. "To the reporters, Luke is seen as my illegitimate child right now."
"..."
Seeing Vera rendered speechless, Victor's expression softened a bit. "Now we're all in the same boat..."
"Uncle Morgan." Suddenly, Chloe Warner jumped down from Ian Lockwood's arms, tugged at Victor Morgan's sleeve and looked up. "Can I have a computer? Just for ten minutes."
Uncle Morgan?
Victor's eyes deepened. Seeing Chloe Warner's determined look, something stirred in his heart. Although he had no idea what she was up to, he exchanged a glance with the lawyer beside him.
The lawyer hurriedly handed over his laptop.
Vera saw her daughter's expression and felt her heart skip a beat. "Luke..."
"Mom, it's fine. I want to prove my innocence."
Chloe Warner smiled reassuringly at Vera. Her innocent, lively demeanor made Vera both ache and feel proud, but also intensify her hatred for Luna Warner.
Luke hugged the laptop and sat down on the floor, rolling up her sleeves, her face suddenly focused.
Her fingers flew rapidly over the keyboard, her big black eyes staring unblinkingly at the screen.
Such a small child hugging a laptop looked more like she was just playing games.
But for some reason, Luna Warner suddenly had a bad feeling. She stepped forward with a playful, reproachful smile. "Now is not the time for kids to play games, Luke. Don't mess around, hand me the computer."
Vera stepped forward, blocking her coldly. "Get out of the way."
Luna choked, hatred simmering inside, but she maintained a sad look. "Sister, it's one thing for you to treat me this way, but you can't let her act so recklessly. This is the police station, not your house. How can you let children play games so openly..."
Vera scoffed, her clear eyes sharp as if she could see through the filth in Luna's heart. "What, feeling guilty?"
Luna forced a smile. "Wh-what are you talking about? I'm just worried..."
"Enough. If you don't want to be here, then get lost and go home."
Victor Morgan interrupted her arguing, his face cold and indifferent.
Publicly rebuked, Luna Warner couldn't bear the shame, but faced with Victor's icy, stern expression, she dared not say another word. She could only drop her head in unwilling silence.
Seeing Victor's attitude, a strange feeling flickered in Vera's heart.
This family of three... doesn't seem too harmonious?
Victor's gaze was dark and deep as he stared at the laptop screen, surprise gradually surfacing in his eyes.
Suddenly, Chloe Warner stopped typing, her delicate brows furrowing as she stared at the screen silently for a long time.
Standing behind her, Victor Morgan watched for a few minutes, then took the laptop and continued operating it himself.
Chloe Warner fixed her gaze on the screen, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.
Moments later.
"It's done." Victor's low voice broke the silence of the interrogation room, filling the space with strange unease.
But Chloe Warner's big eyes curved, full of excitement as she exclaimed, "Uncle Morgan, you're amazing!"
The icy look in Victor's eyes suddenly melted, the corners of his lips barely lifting in a subtle smile.
On the laptop screen, several video clips from different angles around the café were stitched together.
You could clearly see two children sitting obediently at the table waiting, when a woman walked in and said something. Chloe Warner and Zola Morgan exchanged glances and followed her.
When they reached the staircase, the woman suddenly turned, flashed, and tumbled down the stairs.
The next moment, the police appeared.
"Look," Chloe Warner enlarged the footage right before the woman fell, her voice crisp and sweet yet clear. "We obviously never touched that woman!"
Luna Warner's face was pale as soon as the video ended. Her expression grew increasingly panicked as she blurted out, "But you two hid drugs—"
Before she could finish, she was silenced by Victor Morgan's cold, intimidating gaze.
"Nope!" Chloe Warner lifted her chin and switched to another angle. "Here you can see it clearly—it was this woman who slipped the powder into our pockets while pretending to fall!"
The evidence was rock solid.
No matter how Luna plotted, she'd never imagined Chloe Warner would gather surveillance footage from all angles around the café, proving her innocence!
If she'd only had a day—no, half a day—she could've destroyed all the surrounding footage!
She lowered her head, hiding her face twisted in rage.
Chloe Warner raised her fair little face, obediently smiling at the police chief. "Uncle Officer, the café's surveillance was deleted. Don't you think that's a bit of a coincidence? Maybe you should look into it."
The chief looked at the doll-like girl beaming up at him. His heart melted, and he nodded with a kindly smile. "Alright, don't worry. Uncle will make sure you get justice."
Ian Lockwood picked up Chloe Warner, offering Victor Morgan a polite, distant smile. "President Morgan, may we leave now?"
"..." Victor Morgan's face was tense, finding the scene painfully glaring.
Chloe Warner lay on Ian Lockwood's shoulder, waving her little hand and grinning brightly. "Bye, Uncle Morgan!"
...
Once the reporters were cleared out, the three of them left the police station and got into the car.
Vera took Chloe Warner into her arms, her clear eyes filled with sincere gratitude. "Thank you."
Ian Lockwood saw how formal she was and couldn't help but sigh, his gentle eyes tinged with bitterness. "Vera, I told you, you don't need to thank me. In fact, if your first instinct is to come to me when something happens, I'd be really happy."
Vera lowered her eyes, falling silent.
"Vera, I know you have your concerns, but I hope you'll let me help you. Don't feel burdened—it's something I gladly and willingly do. I don't expect anything in return. Just being by your side and taking care of you means everything to me."
The man's heartfelt confession made Vera feel a little sad inside.
She pressed her lips together, sighing softly. "Ian, you're the heir to the Quinn family, a national expert trusted with important responsibilities. You have endless prospects and a wealthy background. But me, I'm just a single mom with no parents. The distance between us is like a vast chasm. I can't..."
Ian Lockwood's heart sank, and he quickly interrupted her. "But Vera, you know my family doesn't mind that, and I don't rely on the family anyway. And in my eyes, you're an incredible, strong woman. I really like you."