Facade of Love

Chapter 138 Possibly Not Lead To Conviction

As we were speaking, my mother, driven by intense emotions, was about to step forward and hit

Moore

Moore was terrified and hid behind Idris with tears streaming down her face. She pleaded, “Mom, it’s not true, I didn’t do it. I don’t even know that Alex guy. He’s framing me! When Yvette was in trouble five years ago, I was as anxious as anyone, how could I possibly harm Yvette?”

Being at the police station, I stopped my mother and turned to Officer Jackson, “Can I see Alex’s statement?”

Officer Jackson nodded and led us all to the surveillance room to replay the video of Alex’s interrogation.

In his statement, Alex described how he met Moore five years ago and how they conspired to deceive me, explaining everything in detail.

After hearing Alex’s statement, my mother was so angry she was trembling, wishing she could tear Moore apart with her own hands.

Moore was pale with tear–stained cheeks, shaking her head continuously, insisting that Alex was framing her

I glanced at Idris, whose expression seemed indifferent throughout, not uttering a word, just standing coldly beside Moore.

not decipher his thoughts and frankly had

to Officer Jackson, “Can

specify whether Alex’s testimony could convict him or Moore

them. After a brief pause, he said to me, Alex has confessed to his

of video evidence or other strong witness testimony, the police can’t rule out the possibility that he’s randomly accusing someone to

said this, he looked at Moore and said, “Ms. Moore, since this incident from five years ago has resurfaced, it’s important for the police to clear the names of those involved. Therefore, we would appreciate your full cooperation

replied, “Yes, I will cooperate

clear my name. I wouldn’t want to be wrongfully accused and

and said nothing more. After speaking a few words to me, he turned to Idris

left with Officer Jackson without

panic. Her beautiful eyes followed Idris as he left,

what officer Jackson

say anything and just left the

testimony, my mother was convinced that Moore had framed me five years ago. Unable to control her emotions, she suddenly grabbed Moore’s hair as soon as we reached the

shrieked, “Moore, I should never have adopted you, you ungrateful wretch! Even a dog would have been more loyal than you after twenty years. But you? You framed my daughter and seduced my son–in–law, you shameless thing!

was usually not aggressive, was extremely angry and lost control of her

off guard, Moore, being pregnant, could only struggle and scream. Trying