I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away
Chapter 430: New Clues, Witness Testimony

Joy Chaucer's meek and cowardly demeanor did nothing to ease Meredith's vigilance or lessen her suspicions. To Meredith, Joy's innocence in the eyes of the law did not equate to actual innocence. Meredith had also seen the harrowing video of Ruby Kim's demise; only someone cruel and heartless could commit such an act.

Liam Michaelson had yet to find evidence absolving Joy Chaucer, leading the case into a deadlock. Hearing footsteps, Joy turned to see Meredith, her eyes flickering with fear, hatred, and envy, before quickly averting her gaze. Meredith approached and said, "Joy Chaucer, move out within three days. After that, I'm coming to take over the house." Joy wanted to stand and argue, but the presence of Terrence Sterling made her suppress the urge and sit back down. "Meredith, you've already taken Falconer Holdings, why must you be so ruthless? I've lived here for over a decade. By what right do you drive me out?" Joy challenged, staring at Meredith. "Even if I'm not Bianca's daughter, we are still family." "I told you to move, and you must. If you haven't left in three days, don't blame me for having you thrown out," Meredith replied curtly, then turned to Aubrey Lawson. "Mrs. Lawson, please make sure she only takes her personal belongings. Nothing else from this house goes with her."

"Yes, Mrs. Sterling," Aubrey Lawson replied respectfully.

"You bully too much..." Joy began, but the words caught in her throat as she felt Terrence Sterling's menacing presence. Before she could finish, Terrence stood, took Meredith's hand, and said, "Let's go, Meredith. I'll send some people later to help Joy pack her things."

Helping was merely a pretext for ensuring Joy was ousted without delay. Seething yet unable to speak out until they had left, Joy then lashed out at the housekeeper, Aubrey Lawson. "You're just a weathercock, a mere dog raised by the Chaucer family. Who do you think you are, watching over me for that woman?"

"I might be a dog, but I recognize my true master. Mrs. Sterling is my rightful employer. You are nothing, Miss. Your mother and you have separated from this household long ago, living here merely as guests," Aubrey responded with dignity, not lacking in respect but firm.

"You..." Furious, Joy slapped Aubrey across the face, calling her a "lackey." Aubrey, an older woman, felt deeply humiliated but chose not to retaliate, simply turning and walking away, leaving Joy in a fit of rage.

The next day, with only two hours left until Chloe was eligible for bail, and no new evidence, Meredith was desperate. She knew Chloe was a suspect, but the situation was increasingly unfavorable.

Meredith visited the hospital again, accompanied by Selene. Terrence had gone to the office ahead of them. Standing outside the ICU where Bianca had once been, Meredith gazed through the glass as if by not opening the door, the past could be restored and the ill could be revived.

Inside, a young boy, about eight years old, stealthily peered into the room. Meredith assumed he was related to the patient and thought little of it until a woman arrived, scolding the boy harshly and dragging him away by his ear. "Mom, someone died in there," the boy whispered timidly.

"People die there all the time. What's so strange about that?" the woman replied dismissively, referring to the grim nature of ICU admissions.

As they walked past Meredith, the boy's voice carried back to her, "Mom, it's not that. I saw it-there was a bad auntie messing with the IV line, and then the lady in the bed got really agitated and then... it was scary..."

The woman quickly covered her son's mouth, glancing around nervously. "Don't talk nonsense," she hissed, fearful of attracting attention.

However, Meredith had overheard. The boy's words tightened her chest with urgency, and she quickly approached, "Young man, is what you just said true? Do you remember which day you saw this?"