Caleb Vance clenched his jaw.
He was determined to drag Sophia Sullivan down with him.
Since Ethan Sullivan showed no mercy, he wouldn't hold back either.
He pointed at Charlotte Vance in the corner.
"She can testify! Charlotte has been following Sophia—she knows everything!"
Caleb glared at Charlotte, his gaze lingering on the laptop.
If she cooperated, he could reduce his charges from principal offender to accomplice.
The punishment would be much lighter.
Sophia watched coldly.
She wanted to see what choice Charlotte would make.
Charlotte's face turned deathly pale.
Her lips parted, but no sound came out.
Those compromising photos were all stored in Caleb's laptop.
He had threatened to leak them if she didn't obey.
But Sophia had been nothing but kind to her.
Not only had she given her bonuses, but she'd also taught her how to protect herself.
If she lied under oath, Sophia could end up in prison.
Charlotte despised rumor-mongers the most.
Yet now, she was being forced to fabricate lies herself.
She took a deep breath.
"I can testify."
A triumphant smirk spread across Caleb's face.
"See? I told you Sophia was behind this—"
Before he could finish, Charlotte suddenly rushed forward.
She pulled out a voice recorder and pressed play.
"I testify that Caleb framed Sophia!"
The recording played Caleb's earlier threats to her.
Charlotte's hands trembled.
But she knew she had to do this.
Otherwise, she'd be no better than Caleb.
"Caleb forced me to lie. Sophia knew nothing about this. The surveillance footage proves he stole the perfume."
Charlotte forced herself to stay composed, though her eyes reddened.
"Those photos..."
She'd rather confess than let Caleb expose them.
Sophia stepped beside her and gently squeezed her shoulder.
"Caleb secretly photographed female colleagues. The evidence is irrefutable—he won't escape this."
Caleb's eyes widened in shock.
"Lies! Sophia, you're slandering me!"
Cold sweat trickled down his back.
How did she know about the photos?
Sophia tilted her head slightly.
"The police are on their way. There's a hidden folder labeled 'X' in your laptop, full of illicit photos. Will you confess, or should Ethan's assistant break your fingers before opening it?"
Her tone was calm but icy.
Caleb's legs gave out, and he collapsed to his knees.
"I was wrong! Please, Sophia, don't call the police!"
He had no idea the photos had already been deleted.
All he could think about was avoiding punishment.
Secretly photographing women would ruin his reputation forever.
He'd become an industry pariah.
Gasps erupted among the colleagues.
From perfume theft to perjury, and now illicit photos—
The drama kept escalating.
Curses flew from every direction.
"Caleb, you scumbag!"
"No wonder he always lurked behind female coworkers!"
"How dare you beg for mercy now?"
The police arrived at the scene.
Caleb realized it was over.
Not only had his framing failed, but he'd exposed even worse crimes.
The millions in compensation would bankrupt him.
Not even Chloe Evans could save him now.
With a criminal record for voyeurism, his career was finished.
His eyes bloodshot, Caleb burst into hysterical laughter.
"I took those photos? You women dressed like that to tempt men!"
He looked deranged as he snarled at Sophia.
Grabbing his phone, he connected it to the laptop.
"If I'm going down, I'm taking you all with me!"
Charlotte squeezed her eyes shut.
She couldn't bear to watch what came next.