Sara Michaels
“Kingsley,” Sara said quietly but firmly, her voice steady despite the tension in the air, “we should check the CCTV cameras. There must be footage of what happened on the stairs.”
The entire party had gone still after Valerie’s dramatic fall. Whispers spread through the crowd like wildfire. Valerie was still on her feet, brushing off her dress with exaggerated movements, shooting accusatory glares at Sara.
Valerie immediately stepped closer to Kingsley, reaching out to cling to his arm with both hands, her voice sweet and pleading.
“Kingsley, you don’t need to bother with cameras. It was clearly an accident. Sara must have been standing too close. I’m sure she didn’t mean to trip me.”
Valerie curled her trembling lips, her eyes were watery with tears. She shot a glance
