Chapter 338
Chapter 338:
Anger bubbled within Ashton, hot and fierce. He had stepped in to right a wrong, to help this girl recover her stolen LV bag. But rather than gratitude, he was met with hostility as unyielding as granite.
Initially, Ashton had tried to temper his rage. He could understand her panic and distress—losing something precious had clearly sent her into a tailspin. Empathy, like a flicker of light in the dark, kept his temper in check.
But now, when she snatched the bag back from him and flung baseless accusations in his face without a second thought, Ashton’s patience snapped like a brittle twig.
His voice cut through the air like a whip. “You’re calling me a thief? On what grounds do you dare make such a claim?”
Vivian had no evidence, no proof to back up her allegations. Yet her prideful nature wouldn’t let her back down.
She crossed her arms defiantly, her nose wrinkling in disdain, and let out a derisive snort. “I don’t need evidence to be suspicious. Just one look at you, and I can tell you’re not to be trusted. And just because I don’t have proof doesn’t mean my instincts are wrong, does it? To me, your actions reek of guilt!”
Though Vivian’s accusations were absurd, her enchanting appearance captivated the young men around her like moths drawn to a flame.
Just moments before, they had been cowed by Ashton’s fierce demeanor. But now, spurred on by Vivian’s charm and their own emotions, they rallied, shouting that Ashton should be handed over to the authorities without delay.
As if on cue, a group of police officers, having just apprehended the real thief downstairs, made their way upstairs, intent on gathering details and documenting the incident.
The sight of the police spurred the young men surrounding Ashton to even greater fervor, urging the officers to act swiftly and arrest him.
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Before the young men could escalate the situation further, the security captain leading the police pointed to Ashton.
“That’s him! That’s the man!” the security captain exclaimed, his voice brimming with excitement. “He’s the one who apprehended the thief!”
Vivian blinked in surprise, taken aback by the sudden turn of events. “Are you sure you haven’t made a mistake?”
The security captain said with certainty, “There’s no mistake. We reviewed the mall’s surveillance footage thoroughly. This gentleman here was the one who caught the culprit red-handed!”
Just then, a policeman examining Ashton’s back suddenly clapped his hand to his thigh in realization. “Wait a minute, I know this guy! Not too long ago, there was a jewelry store robbery, and some mysterious hero stopped it in its tracks. The hero’s back looked exactly like this gentleman’s!”
The officer quickly pulled out his phone and began comparing photos. It didn’t take long for the truth to come to light. Ashton was indeed the mysterious hero.
There was no need for Ashton to hide or deny his actions; the evidence spoke for itself.
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