Wendy was dumbfounded by the turn of events. She never expected to hear Thomas say such things to her, especially when she was hurt.
She bit her lip and looked at Thomas with a wounded expression. "Thomas, how could you... How could you say such things to me? I was protecting you! I was afraid that this rude woman would harass you, and that's why I stopped her, and she pushed me! You...”
"Is that really what happened?" Thomas looked at Wendy coldly. "You've known me for many years. You should know I have the habit of setting up surveillance cameras in my house, right?"
It was a simple question, but she bit her lip nervously at this, and it made Wendy much paler than the wall behind her.
Thomas was right; she knew Thomas liked to set up surveillance cameras in the house.
However, she remembered Thomas had told her that this mansion was recently bought. He had not brought over all of his favorite pieces. Thus, she thought that when he referred to his favorite pieces, those included the surveillance camera for the mansion...
"You're right. There's no surveillance camera in this mansion yet." Thomas read her mind. He smiled and said faintly, "I said it deliberately, but your face and expression betrayed you, Wendy. I think I don't need the surveillance camera to tell what's the truth."
Wendy's face looked even more terrible at his words. She bit her lip and wanted to say something, but she did not know what to say.
He glanced at her remotely and waved at his assistant. "Assistant, bring Ms. Fann to the hospital now."
The assistant nodded and walked toward Wendy. "Ms. Fann, if you'd please."
Even if Thomas knew the truth, he would play along with her :f+
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