Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 162: You Have No Evidence, But I Do

Alia Wright felt that Bess Bennett truly hated her deeply.

At such a scene, when life was almost lost, the first reaction was to accuse her.

She just quietly looked at Bess, with the deanor of a victor.

Bess felt as if fate had played a big joke on her.

She had risked her life to harm Alia, yet she ended up so severely injured, while Alia only had a few scrapes and could still stand and walk.

All she could do at this mont was recklessly accuse Alia: "It was Alia, it was she who planned the car accident to harm ."

Rose Taylor was furious; this person was turning black into white, clearly she was the one who hit Alia.

Could being more gravely injured allow soone to falsely accuse others? Rose wanted to explain for Alia, but Alia slightly shook her head at her.

Rose didn’t understand what Alia wanted to do, but stayed silent as told.

The rescue efforts weren’t going smoothly, and more people were gathering around.

As Bess continued her accusations, many people started pointing fingers at Alia.

"My god, she looks so gentle, truly you can’t judge a book by its cover."

"Haven’t you heard the saying, beauty like a viper, the more beautiful and weak they appear, the more likely they are to have a viper’s heart."

"Wasn’t there a rumor about the Wright family abusing their adopted daughter? Could this be revenge for the abuse? Such ruthless actions."

The onlookers discussed animatedly.

The dirty secrets of wealthy families are many, but such public airing of them was rare.

The Wright family first had a scandal of abusing an adopted daughter, and now a revenge car accident, it was truly disgraceful.

Bess listened to the negative talk about Alia, and her stabbed thigh seed less painful.

Her dashcam had been removed in advance, and Alia’s van didn’t have a dashcam installed.

This stretch of road had no surveillance; as long as she kept accusing Alia, Alia was sure to pay the price.

Thinking of this, Bess suddenly felt a sharp pain and cried out, "Ah! It hurts, Alia wanted to kill , this vicious ingrate, I raised her for 20 years, and even if I received no thanks, I endured hardship, yet she wants to kill ."

The firefighters were grim-faced; the rescue was already challenging, and this woman’s constant howling made it even harder.

The accusing voices against Alia grew louder.

People were inclined to sympathize with the weaker party by instinct.

Alia appeared unhard while Bess seed gravely injured; it was unlikely that Bess would deliberately cause the accident, as no sane person would be that foolish.

Alia waited for quite so ti until she saw Bess’s face showing a triumphant look.

Her perverse delight was in letting the opponent exult first. Once they felt assured of their victory, she’d step down hard.

At this mont, a vehicle arrived from behind.

An elderly man shouted with authority, "Move aside, that’s my student!"

The crowd quickly made way.

Robert Reed and Matt Rowe walked over briskly.

Robert Reed imdiately pulled Alia over, inspecting her from top to bottom, before nervously asking, "What happened? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Alia was a bit dazed, "Teacher, why are you here?"

Robert Reed lifted his hand intending to knock on Alia’s head again, but seeing a small wound on her forehead with so blood trickling down her cheek, he hesitated.

He blew his beard, glaring, "I heard my student might be in danger, how could I not co?"

Alia felt a bit of sourness in her heart.

In this world, aside from her family and Shen... other people’s kindness or malice towards her always ca with motives and reasons.

Only her teacher had no motives, no reasons; it seed he genuinely just wanted to be good to her.

After confirming that Alia wasn’t seriously injured, Robert Reed shouted angrily, "Who hurt my little apprentice, who did it?"

The onlookers didn’t want to speak.

Your apprentice can run and jump just fine, but the seriously injured one hasn’t been rescued yet.

Seeing Old Mr. Reed arrive, Rose finally breathed a sigh of relief. With Old Mr. Reed protecting Alia, surely she wouldn’t have any trouble today.

She kindly identified the person for Old Mr. Reed, pointing at Bess, "It was her."

Robert Reed glanced at Rose, said nothing, and turned to look at Bess, covered in blood and yet to be rescued, his expression paused.

Bess saw Robert Reed and her expression changed; this stubborn old man had quite the reputation and was surely on Alia’s side, which could be troubleso.

She imdiately scolded, "Robert Reed, as a public figure, don’t speak recklessly without knowing the situation."

Robert Reed believed Alia and imdiately said, "It’s simple, just bring out the dashcam footage and we’ll see."

Bess felt smug, "Sorry, my dashcam was broken and hasn’t been replaced yet."

Robert Reed turned to Alia and asked, "What about yours?"

Alia shook her head and said, "This is a chef’s grocery vehicle, no dashcam was installed."

Robert Reed frowned; it was a bit troubleso now.

Bess said smugly, "Want to falsely accuse soone, bring out the evidence, do you have any? Without evidence, if you keep talking recklessly, I’ll sue you for defamation."

Just then, a righteous taxi driver nearby shouted, "Dashcam footage? You guys don’t have it, but I do!"

Everyone turned to look at the taxi driver.

Rose also realized, and her face lit up with delight.

The taxi driver, under the crowd’s watchful eyes, went back to his car, took out the dashcam card, and handed it to the traffic police.

Then he indignantly explained, "We’ve been following them from downtown, watched that person in the car tailing the young lady all the way, saw her hit the young lady with our own eyes; we are eyewitnesses, and the dashcam footage is physical evidence. It’s all recorded!"

Bess was dumbfounded.

Even Alia looked over.

She originally had her own way to solve this, but it seed there was a surprise.

Robert Reed sneered, "You wanted evidence, didn’t you? Well, here it is."

The taxi driver also ridiculed Bess, "On a day like this, wearing a down jacket, was it to prevent injury when hitting people? But, tut-tut, people shouldn’t have harmful intentions; harm others and you’ll end up harming yourself."

Everyone looked at Bess with a peculiar gaze.

They suddenly realized that the more severely injured party wasn’t necessarily the victim.

Bess couldn’t understand how things turned out this way.

Alia wasn’t hurt, but she herself was gravely injured.

She deliberately chose this less crowded road to make her move, yet soone saw and recorded it.

From start to finish, Alia hadn’t said a word, yet these people surrounded her one by one, all defending her.

How could it turn out like this!

Things developed beyond Bess’s expectations and out of Alia’s predictions.

She hadn’t even retaliated, yet it seed like it was resolved.

But simply resolving it wasn’t enough; a step down was still necessary.

Alia stepped forward, her voice cold and serene, giving it an ethereal quality due to its softness: "I’ve already severed my adoption ties with the Wright family. I’ve said before, it was Mr. Wright who insisted on having return to the Wright family. I won’t go to Wright Corporation, why won’t you leave alone?"