His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 209: Testify

Moana

“The police are downstairs,” the old housekeeper said, sounding both confused and concerned, and a little sheepish as she surely knew what she had just walked into. “They want to speak to you.”

Edrick and I suddenly looked at each other in shock.

“I’ll go,” he said, grabbing his shirt off of the floor and putting it on. “You can stay here, Moana.”

But Selina shook her head and pointed at me. “They want to talk to her. They asked specifically for Moana.”

As Selina spoke, my eyes suddenly widened. Surely the police wanted to talk to me about Ethan and Kelly, but why now? They really came in the pouring rain? Couldn’t they have called first? Edrick, who seemed to be thinking the same thing, narrowed his eyes. “Well, it’s not a good time,” he said. “Why didn’t they call first instead of just showing up?”

shrugged. “I don’t know. But they

mouth to speak, but I shook my head and grabbed my sweater off of the chair. “It’s fine,” I said.

our new bodyguards were given strict orders not to let anyone in who wasn’t one of us. Edrick and I quickly put on our

peering past them to look outside. Thankfully, because of the pouring rain, it seemed as though the paparazzi weren’t lingering around outside like a bunch of hyenas. If pictures went around of two police officers coming into the building so soon after what happened at the warehouse, it was certain that there would be more media harassment about

ride home after the incident at the warehouse. “I apologize for the intrusion, but we wanted to

I could tell that he was feeling nervous, and so was I. I couldn’t help but

like to perform an interview. We’d like your side of the story

he said. “I don’t want to make my fiancee dredge up what happened

it needs to be done today,” the officer interrupted grimly. “This whole incident is causing a lot of media attention, and Ethan said — on the record — that… Miss Fowler went to

anger begin to bubble up inside of me. “He’s a liar. That’s not

will need to be saved for

that my mentally insane, illegitimate half-brother said? You know he’s full of s**t, right?”

of surrender. “It’s not an interrogation, Mr. Morgan,” he said. “It’s just an interview. We know that Ethan is not telling the truth, but we’d like to get Miss Fowler’s statement first.” He turned then to look back at me. “Now, if you’d like a ride down to the station,

lying, but… If the truth came out that I was trapped that night because I was trying to leave with Ella, would he and Kelly and Olivia get

thought. I was clearly manipulated into going, and even if it wasn’t

the thought of having to be interviewed on what had happened that night. I had seen clips of interrogations online where distressed victims were made to cry or have mental breakdowns over bringing up

don’t need to go if you don’t want to,” he said. “And if you want a lawyer because of what happened

my head. “No,” I said. “It’s okay… I’ll go. It’s better to just get this over with now, and