Now, the only person who seemed genuinely worried for me was Pansy. She grabbed my arm and whispered urgently, “Mirabelle, you’re killing me here! What on earth happened between you and your dad? Just tell them already!”
But I couldn’t. If I said it out loud, my father’s entire reputation would be destroyed.
The viewers didn’t know that, though. They just saw me hesitating and decided they’d guessed right. The insults then started flying so thick and fast in the chat that it was like a tidal wave of hate.
My grandma and aunt were also throwing a deathly glare at me.
Just then, two police officers entered the hall behind James. One of them was holding a sealed file.
“Hold on. We also have a DNA report.”
