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?”

old housekeeper shrugged. “I don’t know. But

opened his mouth to speak, but I shook my head and grabbed my sweater off

as 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 shoes

all this about?” Edrick asked, 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

recognized as the one that gave us a ride home after

feeling nervous, and so was I. I couldn’t help but wonder if something had happened to

the station with us, we’d like to perform an interview. We’d like

“This is very sudden,” he said. “I don’t want to make my fiancee dredge up

the officer interrupted grimly. “This whole incident is causing a lot of media attention, and Ethan said — on the record

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

you want to say will need to be saved for the interview,” the

illegitimate

and put his hands up in a gesture 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, we could get this all over with today. Eventually, you

I was trapped that night because I was trying to leave with Ella, would he and Kelly and Olivia get away with what I did? What

wasn’t clear enough, it didn’t really matter. Either way, Ethan still tried to kill a pregnant woman and a

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 everything that happened, and I didn’t want to be one of those people. Right now, the last thing I needed was to have a flashback and

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

said. “It’s okay… I’ll go. It’s better to just get this over