Facade of Love

Chapter 35 Do You Hate Me?

My heart skipped a beat. This matter was initially just about the murder of the CFO of Scott Corporation, but if the reporters caught me and Idris together, it would not be a simple murder case anymore. It would become a conspiracy involving both Scott Corporation and Young Corporation. After all, netizens‘ imaginations could be terrifying

The death of a CFO with the heirs of two major companies on–site would make for news much more sensational than a simple

murder case.

With this in mind, I tried to avoid the reporters and leave with Idris.

However, before I could take a step away, a man’s voice came from outside, “What’s going on here? Why is everyone gathered at my doorstep? What’s the fuss?”

After this voice pierced through the chaos, a middle–aged man squeezed in from the outside, carrying a briefcase.

It was Benett.

I recognized him. After all, he was the CFO of Scott Corporation.

Seeing him enter, the police approached to inquire. It did not take long to understand the whole story had all been made up by Sophia

Benett turned his gaze to Sophia and raised his voice. “What the hell is going on here?! Sophia, are you tired of living? You claim you’ve killed me and even called the police over?!”

Upon seeing him, Sophia looked a bit dazed but not panicked. Instead, she merely asked, “You’re back? Have you eaten? Are you hungry?”

knees. How could the person who was just speaking with bloodthirsty

situation left

police were

and indicated that

and only warned Sophia not to make false reports again They then brought

got a bit

himself and let the police go. After the police left, Benett said to me, “Ms. Scott, I’m truly sorry for this farce, and thank you for

at Sophia again. Why did she come to me with that story if she had not killed anyone? Could she

the situation was a false alarm, it was not my place to ask further. I only suggested to Benett, “No need to be polite, but since you’re fine, you should find some

Benett agreed repeatedly.

and I prepared

reached the door, Sophia suddenly said out of nowhere,

already showing signs of agitation.

Scott. Please don’t take her

Do You

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another look at Sophia, who

out long enough

the car, noticing that I was not speaking, Idris glanced at me. His voice was low and restrained. “What are

my head and looked sideways at him. Then, noticing the bloodstained bandage on his hand, I remembered he was injured: With my thoughts recollected, 1 said, “Pull over to the

“It’s not affecting me, and