The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1684

Even if they ran a test, the only fingerprints they’d find would be Shirley’s and the boy’s.

It had nothing to do with her.

“Go ahead,” Charlotte said. She didn’t even look at Karan, whose face was already starting to show a triumphant little smirk.

“Yes.”

The two researchers following along didn’t waste a second. They pulled on their white gloves and got right to work.

One of them took Shirley’s phone and switched on some odd-looking gadget they had brought along. It was new and kind of futuristic, but anyone could tell it was meant for testing something.

With the whole crowd watching, plus all those cameras pointed at them, a researcher sprayed a clear liquid all over Shirley’s phone.

Barely two minutes passed, and suddenly, several fingerprints shimmered to life on the previously spotless screen.

The other researcher collected prints from the boy and from Shirley.

They slipped the test strips into the device, and just like that, the results popped up on the screen.

Two matches.

One was Shirley.

The other was the boy who had stolen the phone.

Nobody else.

The room fell quiet, everyone glancing at each other in confusion.

What was going on?

If there were only those two sets of prints, then it meant Karan had never even touched the phone.

So the text messages had nothing to do with her.

“So that’s your big evidence?”

Seeing the result, Karan’s tension vanished. She tilted her head and let out a cold little laugh. “Honestly, Charlotte, I should thank you for proving me innocent in front of everyone.”

Charlotte’s eyes narrowed slightly, something unreadable flickering there, but she kept her cool, like always.

“No surveillance. No fingerprints. Nothing connects me,” Karan said, finally feeling bold enough to face everyone directly. “I have nothing to do with this, and I won’t tolerate being accused of things I didn’t do.”

Adonis stepped over, but before he even got close, Karan jerked away, panic in her voice. “Don’t touch me. How do I know you didn’t just fake all this?”

“I never touched Shirley’s phone. I didn’t. I swear.”

She pulled her hands behind her back, her face full of fear and guilt.

“Not willing to cooperate?”

Charlotte stood up, hands in her pockets, and casually walked over, looking down at Karan. “If I remember right, at the last competition, you had to sign some documents, leaving a handprint for the records, didn’t you?”

“Bring me that document. It’s just as valid as anything else.”

Just as she finished, Mr. Lane’s voice called out, “Lottie, I’ve got the file you asked for.”

Karan whipped around, her eyes landing on the file with her red handprint in Mr. Lane’s hands, and she just froze there, speechless.

“Karan, what do we do now?” Pandora whispered, voice trembling, realizing they were losing control fast.

“Grandpa’s on campus today. Call him,” Karan said, her voice shaky but desperate as she tried to keep hold of whatever calm she had left.

She refused to believe her grandfather would ever let her down.