Chapter 234

When Nyla saw the so-called "evidence" on Clark's phone, her eyes filled with sarcasm. "So, based on this chat screenshot, you've decided it was me?"

"That's not all," Clark replied, his tone cold. "There's also a recording."

He played the recording right in front of Nyla.

As she listened, she finally understood—it was all a setup, specifically designed to frame her. She couldn't figure out what the person behind this stood to gain.

"This voice does sound a lot like mine," Nyla said calmly. "However, if you take it to a forensic lab, you'll see it's been fabricated."

Clark's gaze was full of disappointment as he looked at her. "I gave you the evidence you asked for, but you're still denying it? Nyla, when did you become so malicious?"

"Is it that I'm malicious, or that you want to believe I am? You didn't even bother to have this recording or the chat logs authenticated, yet you've decided it was me. If I really wanted to leak Jordyn's pregnancy, would I leave such obvious eviden