Chapter 3My Sister Put Me on Trial, But the Verdict Was Hers

The next day, Mrs. Thorne suddenly announced a bicycle race.

The winner would receive a new set of study materials.

I watched Liam and his group, excited, with concern.

Glancing at Chloe’s smug face, I secretly approached Liam.

Tugging on his sleeve, I stammered.

“Don’t ride your bikes, it’s really dangerous.”

The boy scratched his head dismissively.

“I’m really good at riding. I’ll show you later.”

I opened my mouth, about to say more, but Chloe pulled me away.

“Chloe, you didn’t last night…”

Before I could finish, Chloe clapped her hand over my mouth.

She looked around.

“Stella Stone, I didn’t do anything, don’t talk nonsense!”

Hearing that, I felt relieved, but an accident unfolded before my eyes.

As they rode, a rope suddenly appeared on the track ahead.

Liam’s bike crashed heavily to the ground, out of control. Alex’s and the other kids’ tires were flat, or their brakes were broken.

My eyes widened as I watched them tumble in a heap.

Glancing at Chloe’s joyful, childish face, I rushed over to help them up.

Mrs. Thorne quickly called a car to take them to the hospital.

Watching Mrs. Thorne’s seemingly anxious expression, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.

The video ended here…

The live chat seemed to freeze, then slowly began to scroll after a long pause.

“These kids’ injuries weren’t caused by Stella Stone!”

“Stella Stone was so cute as a kid, I think she was pretty nice…”

“Maybe she turned bad when she grew up!”

I listened to the doubts from the audience, my expression aloof.

The Judge of Truth gestured for the evidence team to present their proof.

On the video, a handsome young man adjusted his glasses.

“Hello everyone, I’m Alex Green, one of the kids from the orphanage supposedly bullied by Stella Stone… I think it’s necessary to clarify that all of us who grew up with Stella genuinely like her. The so-called diagnosis online is from our bicycle race injuries! I hope everyone stops spreading rumors and hurting genuinely good people.”

The live chat couldn’t believe what they were hearing.

“What the hell, this must be a helper Stella Stone hired!”

“I think Chloe Evans is the one with issues… didn’t you see her stay in the bike shed that night?!”

“Above user, this is a famous designer in the AI and tech industry now.”

“Stella Stone just didn’t bully anyone, but she still did other bad things!”

The Judge of Truth’s gaze was stern, and his gavel slammed down, sealing the verdict.

“Stella Stone’s first charge: Violence, not guilty!”

As the Judge’s words fell, Chloe Evans’s hand tightened subtly.

The orphanage child she was pinching let out a small whimper of pain.

I noticed the commotion she was causing, my eyes turning icy, sharp enough to cut.

Chloe Evans, you and your accomplice won’t be smug for much longer!