Chapter 173

“It’s not me! Someone framed me!”

These were the first words that came to her mind.

“Ms. Larson, we need to follow us back to the station for further investigation. After all, you’ve appeared at the crime scene. We hope you can cooperate with our investigation.”

Olivia turned around and looked at the policeman as she spoke with trembling lips,” Are you sure you just want me to help in the investigation?”

“Yes, just for investigation purposes.”

Zyla noticed that Olivia seemed in shock and supported Olivia’s swaying body. “Sis Liv, hold onto me. We’ll get Mr. Quinton’s help. Don’t worry. Nothing will happen to you.”

“Hmm.”

Olivia answered calmly, but fear, anger, and hatred were slowly engulfing her.

Last time, Olivia was suspected of employing someone to kill Dorothy in a car accident, and it got her imprisoned. She was sure that the police station had a record of that.

was a coincidence that the police came

soon.

Dorothy had put all the blame on her

at the police station,

quickly approached her.

bit her lip nervously and followed the

opposite her, and Zac sat

flickered with the sound of the keyboard. Olivia’s heart was hammering as

what she had experienced the last time, especially when those people in prison

his hand on Olivia’s wrist. “Don’t be

her ear and whispered, “We have Uncle Wallace’s body

heart

am I so

killed anyone. Uncle Wallace’s autopsy report is with me, and I have no reason to be

policeman. Her lips were

the West Village on the day

had disappeared. Someone told me that Uncle Wallace was in the West Village, and they would

Wallace came to look for me, but I was in the hospital, and my

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