To confirm Joey''s guilt, Mrs. Winters Jr. personally went to the surveince room with Sebastian. Isabe, wearing a mask, followed behind. She watched the surveince video, filled with hatred. This time, she was determined to drive Joey out of here!


    Several people sat in the surveince room, staring intently at the yback. When the crucial moment arrived, Sebastian deliberately had the footage slowed down. But no matter how many times they reyed it, Joey''s figure never appeared at the point where Isabe went to the restroom.


    Isabe stared at the screen in disbelief, gritting her teeth. "It''s impossible! Joey must have tampered with the video. She went in before me, there''s no way she wasn''t there!"


    Sebastian, with a stern expression, looked at the people in the surveince room. "Has Secretary ckwood tampered with the video?"


    The employees in the room shook their heads. "President Winters, as you instructedst time, without a document signed by you, nobody can ess the video, including Secretary ckwood." Upon hearing this, Sebastian coldly looked at Isabe. "Got that? Do you have anything else to say?"


    "Sebastian, I didn''t frame her. It must be Joey..."


    Before Isabe could finish her sentence, Sebastian turned and left.


    Isabe felt like she had been dealt a huge blow. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She had been so sure of her victory, but Joey had turned the tables.


    She watched Sebastian''s indifferent figure, clenching her fists tightly.


    Meanwhile, Joey took Mrs. Winters Sr. to the lounge and ced a cup of hot tea in her hands, sincerely saying, "I was the one who hit Isabe."


    Mrs. Winters Sr. looked at her with a smile and said, "I know."


    "Then why are you helping me?"


    "I''m not helping you; I''m just helping that jerk get his wife."


    Joey smiled bitterly. "I''m afraid I have to disappoint you."


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    Mrs. Winters Sr. gently stroked Joey''s head and said with a smile, "Let''s make a bet. I bet that one day you will be my granddaughter-inw. If I win, you''ll give me a chubby great-grandson. How about that?"


    At the mention of a child, Joey felt a sudden pang in her heart. Her reconciliation with Sebastian was nearly impossible. Even if they did reconcile, the olddy''s wish for a great-grandson seemed very unlikely toe true. Joey looked at Mrs. Winters Sr. with reddened eyes and a faint smile on her lips. "Mrs. Winters Sr., you will lose the bet."


    "No, I have never lost a bet in my life."


    Mrs. Winters Sr. was full of confidence.


    After seeing off Mrs. Winters Sr., Joey immersed herself in her work. It wasn''t until 7 o''clock in the evening that she finished.


    Just as she was about to leave with her things, she received a call from Julian. She immediately answered it.


    Julian''s voice was gentle. "Joey, Tropical Manor, Room 808. Our old master is here, he wants to see you." "Alright, I''ll be there in about half an hour."


    It had been three years since shest saw their old master, and Joey felt a mix of excitement and guilt.


    When she pushed open the private room door, she was greeted by her old master''s head full of white hair. She was instantly stunned. She never expected that he would have changed so much in just three years. Suddenly, she felt a sense of guilt for not visiting him all these years due to her pride.


    Harold, seeing her in this embarrassed state, waved at her and said, "Silly girl, it''s been three years. Don''t you recognize me anymore?"