Chapter 715

From the moment Marguerite learned about Yuna's actions, her emotions had been anything but calm.

She wanted justice for Penelope, which is why she planned for Yuna to be arrested right there at Penelope's graveside, on the day of her funeral. In Marguerite's mind, there was no such thing as a "suspect." She was convinced that Yuna was the murderer! Absolutely convinced! So, she had to make Yuna confess, right in front of Penelope!

But she couldn't just spell it out to Abbey. After all, given Abbey's position as a police officer, acting on such impulse might seem unreasonable. She had to play on emotions:

"Ms. Abbey, Penelope's funeral is in two days. Yuna, being her only daughter, and after Penelope had searched for her for so many years, wouldn't it be ironic if she didn't attend? So, whether she's the murderer or not, she should be there, don't you think?"

Suddenly, Abbey went quiet. It seemed that both emotionally and logically, she found it hard to refuse Marguerite's request. "Alright, I'll agree to it. But with Yuna being a suspect, she poses many potential dangers. So, I'll have undercover officers follow her closely, and you be careful these next few days."

Marguerite. It wasn't until she hung up that she finally let her guard down, leaning weakly against the balcony railing, nearly collapsing. She felt like she was

to tell Hayes about Penelope's death. That was his grandmother. How could she bear to see

Poppy Petal Fragrances.

Taking leaves like it's going out of fashion, Poppy Petal

Marguerite had been silently crying all morning, her voice nasal as she hummed a reply. Frederick paused, sensing something off about Marguerite.

"Have you been crying?"

a straight face: "No, I might

your

water before bed last night. By the way, where's Yuna? I

Fitzgerald family, getting some

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