Chapter 1086 Caught Red Handed

"Honey? Are you hurt?"

Ashlyn felt a jolt of shock and warmth through her body. She shook her head. "I'm fine."

"Mr. Nolan!" Just then, Spencer stood up.

He berated the waitress, "What's the matter with you? Can't you even walk properly? Look at how the soup is spilled all over Mr. Nolan."

The waitress turned ashen with fright. She did not understand how the bowl of fish chowder ended up on Lucas' body. She had been careful for fear of spilling it. "Mr. Nolan, I'm sorry. It wasn't intentional. I think someone tripped me just now..."

Upon hearing her words, Sabrina scowled. "There's no one else around you except me. Are you trying to shirk responsibility and shift the blame to me?" Sabrina was still shocked by the scene she just witnessed. She clenched her fists, staring at Lucas in disbelief.

To think he shielded Ashlyn from that scalding fish soup?

But she would never admit that she tripped the waitress.

No matter what, she would not take the blame for this.

Especially in front of Lucas, she found it even more impossible to admit.

So, she had no choice but to force the waitress to take the blame!

The waitress looked flustered. "Ms. Gray, I didn't mean to accuse or blame you for anything, but just now... It seemed like someone did trip me."

"What proof do you have?" Anger filled Sabrina's face as if she had suffered a great injustice. "Why would I make life difficult for a lowly waitress? If you're scared of being punished, just say so. Why do you have to frame me? You're the one who spilled the soup all over Mr. Nolan, not me."

Lucas glanced coldly at Sabrina. "Do you think no one knows about what you've done?"

Sabrina's face turned pale. "Mr. Nolan... what do you mean by this?"

"I was using my phone earlier and accidentally pressed the record button." Spencer turned on his phone, and a short video appeared on his screen. "See for yourself."

Sabrina's heart skipped a beat. She slowly turned her gaze toward Spencer's phone.

The video played on the phone clearly showed how that foot was extended, how it tripped the waiter, and how it was retracted afterward.

That was her foot!

"No... How could this be?" Sabrina instinctively looked up at Lucas, her voice filled with urgency as she tried to explain. "Mr. Nolan, please let me explain. Things are not as you think. This is a misunderstanding..."

"The evidence is right here. Do you think I'm a fool?" Lucas' face darkened. His chest was still experiencing burning pain, yet he seemed to feel nothing.

He shot an icy glare at Sabrina. "You need not come to the technical department for the next few days. You shall help out here at the restaurant. You can return once you come to realize your mistake." Sabrina bit her lower lip in humiliation. I'm the team leader of Section Six technical department. To think he's demoting me to work as a restaurant staff? How could I still hold my head high after suffering such humiliation?

She could not resist defending herself. "I happened to twist my ankle at that moment. I didn't do it on purpose, Mr. Nolan... I didn't expect to trip her. How could I possibly be that kind of person? I'm sorry to cause this. Please forgive me..."

Lucas's eyes were cold as he let out a chilling laugh. "Sabrina, do you think I'm blind to your little schemes? The one you should be apologizing to isn't me, but my wife. You should be grateful that the person you scalded was me, not her."

"Mr. Nolan... What do you mean by that?" Sabrina's eyes reddened, and there were faint traces of tears.

I'm already humiliated and aggrieved as it is. Why is he still shaming me further?

"If she had been the one scalded, you would have been banished from Section Six forever!" As soon as he finished, Lucas ordered Spencer, "Call the restaurant manager over."

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