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.

his thoughts and frankly had no

to Officer Jackson, “Can

him or Moore as

eyes swollen and filled with a pitiful expression, and then at Idris, seemingly noticing the unusual relationship between them. After a brief pause, he said to me, Alex has confessed to his crimes, and with charges like drug trafficking

slightly and continued, “As for the accomplice he implicated, due to the lack of video evidence or other strong witness testimony, the police can’t rule out the possibility that he’s randomly accusing someone to deflect blame. Therefore, we can’t

resurfaced, it’s important for the police to

with a hoarse voice, replied, “Yes, I will cooperate with the police investigation. I haven’t done what I’ve been accused of, and I hope the

want to be wrongfully accused and have it affect

few words to me, he turned to Idris and asked, “Mr. Young, may I

with Officer Jackson without saying much.

by Officer Jackson, Moore’s face showed a trace of panic. Her beautiful eyes

was worried about what officer Jackson might

did not say anything and

me five years ago. Unable to

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

not aggressive, was extremely angry and lost control of her emotions, wishing she could kill Moore on

off guard, Moore, being pregnant, could only struggle and scream. Trying to maintain her gentle image, she cried and pleaded for